We all have tendencies and genetic leanings, no question. But as for personal choice, well they call it personal for a reason. You ALWAYS have a decision to make, no matter what opposition you face your will belongs to you and no one else. Not your dad, or his dad.. YOU
You also possess the ability to break the cycle, everyone does. I am living proof.
My father? PFFFFTTT biggest f*ckin chump you ever saw. My mom basically got knocked up with my older sister from the high school quarterback and my dad was Captain Save-a-MILF when she got dumped. Basically bought his way into her panties. To this day he complains that she only has sex with him if he takes her shopping (my folks dont understand the concept of TMI)
My grandpa? Whooped since birth - from what I hear he was a momma's boy. My grandma played the traditional role of submissive woman in public, but in private she pretty much owned him till he died. God rest their souls, love em to death but they had issues!
Then there's me, as a teen I was in their exact footsteps. Introverted. Socially awkward and self-conscious. Spineless. POONLESS!
But then one day I snapped. My dad had made a bunch of promises to me about rewards for good grades, but flaked at the very last minute because Mom decided it wouldn't be prudent for the budget...which she controls every penny of even though her lazy ass doesn't work. He proved to me that day what a pathetic wuss he was, and today I am grateful because that was a huge awakening for me. I knew that no matter what happened, I would NEVER EVER become my father. I was 17 and decided to get a job, save up and get my own place. I pondered how difficult the path ahead of me was, but it seemed a billion times more tolerable than ending up like that douchebag.
For a good year it was rough going. I worked overtime and had absolutely no social life between work and school. It sucked! But once I got my own place it was ON. Threw some parties, met lots of great people - Had multiple LJBFs with hotties
until one day I just stopped caring they were hot. The shock and intrigue wore off when I realized these were normal people. They crap, fart and do dumb ass sh*t like everyone else. Once that pedestal was gone, so was the fear of rejection. And once you lose that my friend, you are pretty much unstoppable.
I am currently dating two women 24, and 27 - very hot and more importantly take good care of me. I still flirt and meet new women all the time. I've made it very clear that I am too young to settle and my girls let me hustle like a man should. The most priceless part is my dad's reaction to all this. In true AFC form he gets jealous and player hates, it's hilarious when your own dad tries to c*ck block you.
My point is that statistically I didn't have a choice or a chance. I had the perfect excuse to fail really, anyone would have understood. I didn't even do anything that magical or complicated to break the spell. I simply wanted out and did something about it. Where there's a will there's a way.
Focus on your intent. Meditate on what it is you want in your life. Then start connecting the dots between you and those goals and taking daily steps towards them. Realize that your situation is temporary and you have control over where your life is heading. It's really that simple.*
*Disclaimer: It's that simple provided you don't have a medical condition, for your own peace of mind you should rule out chemical imbalances, or any other physiological problem that would affect your mind. Talk to a professional, just in case.
