From pretty much the time I was born, he was hard on me.
He was one of those "Don't coddle him!" type fathers.
He's told me as much.
He also told me he spanked me a lot when I was too young to remember.
From the time I can remember onwards, he's been this bipolar lunatic.
Usually, he's on the bad pole.
He beat me a couple of times when I was nine.
He led me on to believe he was going to do it regularly.
It was a pretty horrible experience for me.
I told a teacher, and for a while, she was compassionate,
but she ended up saying I deserve it.
What a whore.
Other than those beatings, he hit me regularly back then.
He yelled, and still does, ALL THE TIME, and for bull shit.
After a couple of beatings when I was about 12,
I ran away for less than a week, just to a neighbor's house.
He stopped violence all together when I turned 14.
He kicked me out of the house the same year,
and for I year I lived with another family who I had not known previously.
I came back a year later.
He's still being a complete ***.
I'm 17 now.
Let me describe a frustrating incident that happened today,
to epitomize his attitude towards me:
He got a letter in the mail, from some organization centered on information about paying for college.
It said something like "You're scheduled for such-and-such meeting."
He showed me, and asked me if I scheduled an such thing.
I said no, and he said, "OK, I suppose it's a scam."
I said, "Can I take a look at the letter, to see if there's maybe something relevant in there?"
He said, "No, it was addressed to me, and when I say it's a scam, IT'S A SCAM!"
He looked at me for a few seconds, and I guess I wasn't intimidated enough.
"SAM, I'm the adult, and you're the child! You better show me some god-damn respect!"
This is a pretty redundant thing.
What a douche.
«Je voudrais, et ce sera le dernier et le plus ardent de mes souhaits, je voudrais que le dernier des rois fût étranglé avec les boyaux du dernier prêtre.» Jean Meslier