Seriously, I could murder my Dad's brain

Sometimes, I fool myself believing my Dad could understand me. And then I get triggered by his point of view and I crawl back to being dismissive. He built the wall that separated us. He slowly stacked the bricks until distance became the only comfort between us. 

I suffer being ridiculed by his perspective. He is unreceptive, our minds opposite. I was born to oppose his arguments. I am twenty three yet I feel like being thirty is still not old enough. I don't understand what makes him happy seeing me stuck inside my room every weekend. 

I am a millenial unfortunately born from a baby boomer Father. We are forever reaching for each other's thoughts, unfortunately developed in different generations. Our minds function in different languages and although I've tried Google Translate, he remains unable to understand apps and how technology works in general. 

My heart seeks adventure. I crave a life of adrenaline rush and flushed cheeks. I glance up and see my friends fly while I constantly walk to satisfy his perfectly built road. He builds pathways where everything is set up but he doesn't realize that nobody likes to walk anymore. People soar where direction is subjective. There are no stoplights. There are no laws. The sky is freedom. The sky is adventure. The sky is where I want to go. 

This morning my cousin arrived from abroad. She spent four days with her boyfriend in Malaysia and Singapore. While on lunch, my Dad expressed his disgust. I don't know where he was heading with his line of thoughts, but when I told him her boyfriend was "rich", he said to me, "His parents are rich. He cannot be rich when he doesn't have a job." He does have a job though. I have no idea if he was using the parent tactic by letting me know all these things without actually telling me all these things, or perhaps he was really just saying. And then suddenly he was like, "They should get married since they're living in." I was shook. I automatically defended my cousin by telling my Dad they're not living in, that my cousin still lives with her Mom, my Aunt. Then he was like, "Well, they're travelling abroad together, they are live-in. She could get pregnant." 

What the hell was that.

What the hell is wrong with travelling.

Everybody does it.

And so what if she's having sex.

It doesn't guarantee pregnancy.

And she's fucking 25 years old, almost.

She's a grown woman, actually living her life.

Seriously, I could murder my Dad's brain.

I don't know if I was just triggered,
Or perhaps it was actually meant for me.