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I swear it’s not just hormones or just “I’m angry right now” thing. I can’t look at him in the face without seething, even if he said hello. I cannot physically be in the same room as him without being uncomfortable or angry.
I’ve hated him since little. I don’t remember a time where I was comfortable with him. He slapped me, almost strained my wrist, so many things. But I don’t care about the physical stuff.
He always insults me in every little way. I’ve built a wall around my emotions to hide that I’m hurting. He works two shifts so I only see him on the weekend, thank goodness. I wouldn’t have survived if not.
I hate the weekends so incredibly much.
He calls me fat every time I dare breath in his eyesight, and my mom tells him to stop but he says that he’s “being quiet.” I hear him. And I hear him talking ******** about me on the phone with my mom. I have ********ing ears. I can HEAR. He always calls me stupid, degrades me for everything.
Every time I look at food, he calls me fat and tells me to eat less. I can’t look at food without feeling guilty. I overeat because of not eating in front of him. He forces me to exercise more. I already DO everyday at 6am for an hour. What more do you want?
I wrote a business letter for him since we’re Asian (but live in CA, USA) and he doesn’t speak English well. I wrote the words “hello” and he criticized it already. It may seem small but after being pestered to write every week and then get criticized for it, I hate it. I do so many things for him because i was forced to.
Like passing the driving test for him after he got a fine.
He won’t stop criticizing me.
I feel unsafe around him. I swear it feels like he harasses me with his eyes. I feel sexually assaulted even though he’s never touched me. It’s disgusting. He always makes jokes.
I used to hate my mom whenever she yelled. She’s strict, today I got in trouble for an A, not A plus in ONE class. The rest of my classes are 100% and above.
But I could never hate her, I understood her. And now, we have a good relationship even though she can be slightly mean sometimes. But I understand where she’s coming from. Now, she even defends me.
My brother, my only sibling, is okay but he can get annoying like any sibling, haha. But I love him anyways.
My main issue is the excuse of a father male in my house. He doesn’t do anything bad to anybody but me. I hate him. I don’t want to look at him. But because of my parents’ strictness, I can never go out or stay in my own room (which I don’t even have.)
I don’t understand how my mom handles him. I’ve heard him yell at her in the middle of the night.
They don’t argue because my mom stays silent, he just talks. He spills all the secrets of our household to other people. He probably talks about me. My mom always tries to lecture him but he says “yes” then continues talking.
Trust me, I’ve tried talking to him. Ive tried tell him that he was the most stubborn, insulting person alive. But he says “yes” and continues repeating it. He repeats everything for at least a month, literally. No sarcasm or exaggeration. I hate him. Everything about him, zero good memories.
I DONT want to fix our relationship. It’s gone way too far. I just want him gone. If he could be gone, as in gone gone, I would say yes. I want my mom to divorce him. Gone.
Im sorry for spilling so much, thank you for letting me rant
I’ve hated him since little. I don’t remember a time where I was comfortable with him. He slapped me, almost strained my wrist, so many things. But I don’t care about the physical stuff.
He always insults me in every little way. I’ve built a wall around my emotions to hide that I’m hurting. He works two shifts so I only see him on the weekend, thank goodness. I wouldn’t have survived if not.
I hate the weekends so incredibly much.
He calls me fat every time I dare breath in his eyesight, and my mom tells him to stop but he says that he’s “being quiet.” I hear him. And I hear him talking ******** about me on the phone with my mom. I have ********ing ears. I can HEAR. He always calls me stupid, degrades me for everything.
Every time I look at food, he calls me fat and tells me to eat less. I can’t look at food without feeling guilty. I overeat because of not eating in front of him. He forces me to exercise more. I already DO everyday at 6am for an hour. What more do you want?
I wrote a business letter for him since we’re Asian (but live in CA, USA) and he doesn’t speak English well. I wrote the words “hello” and he criticized it already. It may seem small but after being pestered to write every week and then get criticized for it, I hate it. I do so many things for him because i was forced to.
Like passing the driving test for him after he got a fine.
He won’t stop criticizing me.
I feel unsafe around him. I swear it feels like he harasses me with his eyes. I feel sexually assaulted even though he’s never touched me. It’s disgusting. He always makes jokes.
I used to hate my mom whenever she yelled. She’s strict, today I got in trouble for an A, not A plus in ONE class. The rest of my classes are 100% and above.
But I could never hate her, I understood her. And now, we have a good relationship even though she can be slightly mean sometimes. But I understand where she’s coming from. Now, she even defends me.
My brother, my only sibling, is okay but he can get annoying like any sibling, haha. But I love him anyways.
My main issue is the excuse of a father male in my house. He doesn’t do anything bad to anybody but me. I hate him. I don’t want to look at him. But because of my parents’ strictness, I can never go out or stay in my own room (which I don’t even have.)
I don’t understand how my mom handles him. I’ve heard him yell at her in the middle of the night.
They don’t argue because my mom stays silent, he just talks. He spills all the secrets of our household to other people. He probably talks about me. My mom always tries to lecture him but he says “yes” then continues talking.
Trust me, I’ve tried talking to him. Ive tried tell him that he was the most stubborn, insulting person alive. But he says “yes” and continues repeating it. He repeats everything for at least a month, literally. No sarcasm or exaggeration. I hate him. Everything about him, zero good memories.
I DONT want to fix our relationship. It’s gone way too far. I just want him gone. If he could be gone, as in gone gone, I would say yes. I want my mom to divorce him. Gone.
Im sorry for spilling so much, thank you for letting me rant
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