I cant imagine not talkin to moms, although I cant anyway (RIP). I stopped talkin to pops after she passed. Just kept workin and goin to school, buryin all my grief and what not into that. He'd call, I wouldnt answer, it got so bad I stopped talkin to my brothers and sister. I finally caught up with him and them like 3 or 4 years ago. Pops said to me "I know what your doing, and it aint right. If you dont want to talk to me fine, but when I call you its not to say hi, hows the weather. So go ahead and do what you want to do." I said OK. I havent talked to him since. He's still gave the occasional call, I just dont pick up. I know one day im gonna miss that one call. Either from my siblings or him stating someones dead. I'll deal with that shyt when it comes.
Theres no beef, honestly im an a$$hole for treating him like that. I try to justify it by sayin he has 2 other sons, but that dont make it right. Id be hurt if I had a seed to just wrote me off. I lived with him and my moms since birth until I graduated and moved out. We werent on some family matters shyt but we were never at each others throats. I dont know...I guess the games fukked up.