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This seriously reminds me one feminist talking point, where childern said, thay loved their dads for spending time with them, but they had "higher demands" of mothers who "spent time" with their kids by default.

No you stupid femoid. You did not spend time with your kid. You were shouting at him while trying to clean, because a good looking floor was more important to you then your kid.

When I visit my mom, she just turns on TV and refuses to talk to me anyway. Complete apathy and defensiveness to literally any memory forming event she could possibly create.

Meanwhile, when my dad VISITS ME, he is already going out of his way to dedicate his day to 100% pay attention to my existence. He laughs, jokes with me and provides actual life advice whenever I need it.

Is he perfect? Obviously not. But it takes a true feminist to even pretend these things are the same.