I hate myself for hating him....

It might sound bad, but I hate my father . He only wants to act like a parent when he wants to. It don't matter if I need him or not, he only wants to be around when he wants to. Even while I was growing up he never was really there. My parents got divorced before I could even walk, so he wasn't really there for me. I don't know if it because I am a middle child but he just over looks me. He has my older sister, who is the oldest and then my little brother. The son my dad always wanted. My dad tells my sister and brother how proud he is of them, but, like I said, I get over looked. I guess all I want is alittle of his acceptance, but apparently that is too much to ask of him. After my mom and dad split, he found a new woman and then had my little brother. It was tough, growing up with a man who is supposed to be your father and he shows no affection or love...nothing. And it hurts. It hurts to know I hate the man who helped give me life.