My Soviet drunkard dad sat me at a table when I was ten and drilled me for hours about what a b**ch my mom was. She was abroad earning money back then. He ended his monologue by saying that I was a kind guy and listened well (once again, I was ten, and it was our first prolonged time together)
I've struggled with it all for many years. However, my father is not me; his genes are just part of my body, and it was given to me due to karma. My final decision was to accept it all and start where I found myself. I can't change many aspects of my body or psyche, but why even change them? The whole journey is to go beyond it all. It's just a tool for consciousness to develop and grow. I'm just grateful for my dad and all the resistance I met in this life. It all led me here to where I am now.
Sure, I'm dissatisfied even with the life I have, but it's kind of a human condition. We're all seeking something we know nothing about. What I'm trying to say is, you are you. If you see your patterns, then you're past them already. All that's left is their momentum that will die out just through the force of your attention.
Live your life, make your mistakes, swear and curse, and then share and love. Be human to the bone. Be more human than any human you've ever met. And then someday the truth will reveal itself. I'm all for organic maturation and development. This place is a nursery, and divinity is everywhere if you look.