Recently I began a relationship with a new daddy who I adored. We both loved the same sort of kinks, got along well and texted daily. However, my baby girl instincts picked on something and they unfortunately turned out to be correct.
I have limited experiences with Daddy's at this stage in my journey, but from what I understand a Daddy's role is to nurture, guide, support, protect and help his baby girl be the best she can. Obviously there is the physical/sexual side to the relationship too.
Anyway, so what happened was this: I had a bad day at work in which I made a mistake that I was terrified would cost me my job as I was on probation. My anxiety was of course making a mountain out of an mole hill and I turned to him for support. I told texted him that i'd had a bad day and I was worried i'd lose my job. All that he said to me was, "oh no, I hope not." He didn't ask what had happened or tried to reassure me.
The next day he simply messaged me, "Are you okay?" to which I replied, "No." And I wasn't because I was mad with him. I felt let down.
When he texted me again, I did explain that he had upset me and he never replied back.
In my eyes he has failed me.
The mistake I'd made at work ended up being fixed in ten minutes and I didn't face any consequences because, as it was so rationally pointed out to me by my fiancé, I was new and hadn't been trained sufficiently so the blame couldn't be placed on me. He made me see the situation without my anxiety goggles.
Now at this point you may be thinking, why did you turn to your daddy first instead of your fiancé? Well on that day I got home to an empty house, as my fiancé was on his way home and I was in a panicked fuelled state and simply messaged my daddy because he was available. It's as simple as that.
I'm glad I found out early on that he wasn't really a daddy, and so my journey can continue...
CHB