Is it my fault that my dad and I aren't close? When I was younger he'd always invite me over for the holidays. Not anymore. This year he didn't even invite me over for my birthday. I used to get upset and it would bother me. I'd cry and be extremely hurt. Now it doesn't really bother me. I don't cry. Sure, it bugs me for a second and then I get over it. Life goes on. All that really matters to me is that my future husband will be the father I never had to our children. I believe in my heart that he will too =).