my dad hit my across the face when no one else was around when I didn't know what 6 x 6 was and said 25 the first time he tried to teach the multiplication table to me, and it made me feel utterly hopeless and despair to have someone like him as a father
physically, it was held back, emotionally, it hurt deeply
the first thing he gave me was video games, fun but physically degrading, as opposed to something fun and physically enhancing (i wish i knew about martial arts when I was younger, as it would have probably helped me stay the right course, instead of drifting down the internet/computer games path)
my aunt said my dad used a knife to threaten to kill my mom if she left him for another man, but my mom denies it
recently, my dad threatened to kill my mom again
my dad has control of all the money, my mom just makes the money and lets dad control all of it
he just throws tempter tantrums, yells like a lunatic, and threatens with bodily harm or abandonment to get his way
he thought mom and I were having sex and never trust me to be alone with mom, as he said we had to get separate hotel rooms when i was scheduled to get my colon cut out (pre-magnesium)
