To a degree... my dad was VERY hard on me while growing up but, he was beat by his dad and brother constantly and lived a very rough life style (never went to jail) he worked in a hog barn for 3 years then he had me when he was 16, and while my mom went to college for a year he learned how to do electric work for a small company in town (parents never married they broke up 2 years after having me) he was even offered a job to work at an extremely good company that was paying 60$ an hour but he turned it down because he wanted to be near me (mom had custody) and after working with the small company in town he finally quit because 3 times they almost killed him by not flipping a breaker while he was cutting into wire, he then got hired onto the city electric department and people constantly tell me he’s the hardest worker they have ever seen

To me this is extremely impressive and I’m proud he was able to do that, unfortunately he was EXTREMELY mean and strict with me because he was selling drugs and getting shot at (along with a lot of other terrible things he did) and he was scared I would do the same stuff, so he was constantly accusing me of doing drugs and getting drunk (I never did) he would get super pissed because he thought I was lying to him and he would start to smash stuff along with calling me every name in the book

In a way I look up to him but at the same time I stride to not be like him