Why do I always feel so uncomfortable talking about my emotions with my parents?

I remember the first time I approached my father for advice. I was beyond nervous. My father was far from the give advice type. He was more tuck your chin and keep on. I didn’t want to look like I couldn’t handle something, but I needed help. I fought with this for at least two weeks. My anxiety got so bad at one point that I would duck out the room as quickly as I could if my father came in it. It even affected my sleep. So I finally broke down and ask. What’s funny is now I can’t even remember what it was I needed advice. I do remember he didn’t have a clue on the subject. His answer was well son go ask your mom cause you got me. But son don’t think you can’t come to me, if I can I’ll help. I had all that anxiety and stress about going to some one I worried of disappointing to find out he’s human to. That and 9/10 if I ask my dad I was really getting my moms answer.