Definition: Given a real-life anecdote of a complex ethical situation, generate a suitable title that describes the main event/root cause of the situation. Imagine that the given text is a social media post, and you have to write the title of the post, so the users can decide to read the main text or not.
Input: The title makes me seem like an asshole, but hear me out. If it turns out that I am an asshole, then I will accept my judgement.

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So, my parents are divorced (they have been as long as I can remember) and my mom raised me, my younger sister, and older brother mostly on her own. For a while (and to this day) my sister and I would visit my father on the weekends (my older brother didn't come since he and my dad weren't biologically related like me and my sister, and other reasons). He lived about two hours away from us, so he would pick us up and take us to his house. We'd stay there for the weekend and he'd drop us back at our house on Sunday.

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When I was in 2nd or 3rd grade my dad retired from the military. This didn't really change much, because we still only saw him on weekends, but I feel this should be mentioned. 

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When I started 5th grade my mom, brother, sister and I moved in with my dad. This wasn't much of an issue for my dad, since the majority of the time he was never home (because of his job). When he was home (usually a weekend, but sometimes during the week) my mother would disappear and return a little before my father left for work (I don't remember what my brother would do, but I don't remember him being at the house when my dad was). So, basically I still only saw my dad on the weekend. 

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During December my brother moved to Washington (long story) and nothing changed much other than my dad would care for us (my sister and I) during the week more often. This stays the same for most of sixth grade.

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Now, you may or may not be asking this question "What about the summer and/or other breaks". I spend summers in Washington with my grandma and other family, winter breaks are spent mostly with my mom (with my dad with us for a little less than a week). I spent spring breaks in NY with my dad and his side of the family. 

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Now I'm gonna explain a little more about what we do when we're with my dad. He never really tried to bond with us. He would just take us to a movie or something and buy us stuff. I'm grateful that I have a father that cares for us, I just haven't built that relationship that a father and son should have. Most of the time it ends up being more brother-sister bonding than father-son bonding.

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I never tried to forced myself to bond with him because: 

1) Before now I didn't realize how damaging it was to our relationship. 

2) I never felt I needed to because I barely see him anyway.

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When I started this school year my mother moved with her boyfriend, two hours from where my dad lives. And where our mom goes, my sister and I must follow. 

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Recently my father started noticing that I don't have a good relationship with him. He would text me and I wouldn't respond (Which I will admit is asshole-ish of me, but I've gotten better) and whenever we'd see him in person I don't talk to him or ask for advice.  Whenever we see him he always lectures me about how I'm ungrateful, and how I don't listen to him. My mother told me that I made him cry by not responding to his texts, so after that I tried to put more effort into responding to his texts. One weekend he told me that I don't treat him the same way I treat my mother, which is true since I spend much more of my time with her. 

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I try really hard to treat him like a son should treat his father, but he makes it a bit difficult. I don't really like talking to people, and most of the time I just want to be alone. Even when I'm home, I spend most of my time in my room and only come out to eat or use the restroom. When he tries to bond with me when I'm in "Leave me alone" mode, it really annoys me (The same goes for my mother). Most of the time it's hard for me to even see him as my dad. I still love him, but I just have a hard time connecting with him like I should. Sometimes I feel like it's my fault because my sister has a great relationship with him, unlike me.

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My mother and sister make me feel like I'm the asshole here. So, am I the asshole? Is my dad the asshole? Are we both assholes?

not bonding with my father