You have absolutely no idea what I'm going through.

You ask us what kind of kids we are, but what kind of father are you to even ask such a question in the first place? You never appreciate any of our efforts, you never take recognition of anything we do but our minor mistakes, even our nonexistent errors. Heck, you don't even remember our birthdays. You say you're sick and tired of complaining? Well clearly all you have to do is stop. Stop finding a reason to blame us, because as you can see, we're sick and tired of listening to you as much.
I love you, but doing so is so hard with someone as hypocrytical as you.