I Hate My Dad Forum & Chat Board | I fucking hate my father.

I ******* despise my father.

He's a chauvanistic, angry, crazy son of a *****.

He treats my mom like he owns her. He's really condescending to her and my mom doesn't ever have a say in anything. Whatever he wants, she does. He just sits there barking out orders at her. Like whenever my brother needs a ride or something like that and he doesn't feel like doing it (which he never does), even if she's in bed he just sais "wife, get your son". 

He's really angry and agressive. When he get's mad he scrunches up his eyes and nose and mouth and his eyes get wide and he screams at the top of his lungs, like as loud as he possible ******* can, in this insane tone that's almost too rediculous to be real. He's thrown guitars through walls, I've walked into the living room after a night of coke use and a fight with my mom and there were three guitar necks sticking out of the living room wall (their room is on the other side of that wall).

He's wasteful. He buys expensive food all the time and he'll cook some of it and then leave the rest and the leftovers on the counter for days gathering flies and mold. He leaves milk and butter out all the time and lets it go bad. He breaks expensive stuff when he gets mad. He threw an expensive computer out the window and into the pool because the internet was being slow and I guess he got frustrated. 

He's dirty. I don't know if he just doesn't know how to ******* shower but he smells horrible and he makes this house smell awful. And he leaves everything a mess and never cleans anything. He leaves the caps off his toothpaste, the milk, and the laundry detergent. When he spills ****, he doesn't wipe it up. He just leaves it there to get crusty.

He's inconsiderate. An example of this is when every morning even when I was sleeping on the couch because I didn't have a bed he'd come in at like 3 in the morning and turn on the loud *** blender and make protein shakes and when i'd complain he'd say shut up it's my house.

He talks ******* wierd. He refers to pens as "ink pens" and instead of saying "enough money", he sais "do you have the proper money?". The list goes on and on. He's just really wierd. 

He was on cocain for 2 years. Just quit last year. Selfishly risked addiction and destroying his family.

He's really ******* conservative. I'm a liberal, practically a hippie, and he's really old fashioned and simple minded and stubborn about his views.

He's really condescending. I'm 17 and he talks to me and treats me like I'm 5 and don't know anything. Sometimes he does it on purpose because he knows it ****** me off. He'll say things like "you're nothing but a little punk kid" (yeah, he calls me a "punk-kid". It's just a wierd word he made up). 

When he wants to say something, he uses force to get people to listen. And if the person sais they doesn't want to listen, he'll actually say "no, you're going to listen" and follow them around repeating it loudly and back them into a corner so they can't get away.

He's really obsessive and stalker-y. He reminds me of a psycho ex. When he texts people, especially when he's angry, he'll send the same text over and over and over if you don't reply instantly, especially when he's mad, and if you tell him to stop texting you over and over and over, he'll do it more because he knows it's making you angry. He thinks he can do whatever he wants to whoever he wants. He has two restraining orders against him because of that kind of ****.

He interrupts people all the time and gets mad as ******* hell when they interrupt him. He's a hypocrite.

He uses his weight and size to try to intimidate me. He'll run at me and get in my face and shake me and throw me if I don't shut up when he wants to win an argument. He's thrown me into glass before and I had cuts in my back because I proved him wrong in an argument.

He's creepy and insane. When he's not being a ****, he sends me messages out of nowhere that say things like "hello my daughter. you're a cool kiddo. didja know :)" or "i'm cold" or "i'm hungry" or "Savannah, your name rhymes with bananna. didja know :)?". One time on his birthday he bought a bunch of ****** and was running around at his party chasing women with them. For some reason there was a **** actress there and he ran up to her and apparently did something to her with the ***** that I didn't ask the specifics of because I didn't want to know.   

He's lazy. He's been out of a job for like a year now and just sits on his *** leeching off my mom's money. 

He molests women. He's known for grabbing women's boobs against their will. He's done it to two of my older family friends and they've personally told me about it and he denies that he ever did it to this day. And when he did it he treated them like they were objects and whether they said it was ok or not didn't matter. He never apologized to them and when they complained he just blew them off and said oh, get over it. 

He's immature as ****. One time when my mom was going on a business trip and she had to take a plane and he was mad at her he bought a huge ***** (again with the ******) and put it in her suitcase and when she went through security they thought it was a weapon so they took it out of her suitcase and my poor mom had to explain and she insisted it wasn't hers and she had no idea how it got in there but of course they didn't believe her. I know the story sounds kinda funny, but it's ******* mean and immature on his part. When he argues with me, he has the mentality of an 8 year old and just hurls insults at me and condescends me on purpose and searches his arsenal of **** he knows annoys me and just does it because he knows it will get to me.   

He rapes my mom. Sometimes I hear her screaming and crying at night and saying stop it ronny and I hear him say shut up and then her voice becomes muffled like somethings covering her mouth and she makes these pitiful cries like a wounded animal. He treats her like her body isn't even hers and like she's his property. I remember nights where I'd wake up to my mom curled up at the foot of my bed crying and trying to go to sleep. And what kills me is that when I was little my mom had to work a lot so my dad was the one who took care of us most of the time and of course due to that my brother and I became biased towards him and he actually managed to manipulate us and turn us against our mom and make us believe she was an evil ******* and she was the bad one when she is one of the sweetest, kindest, most gentle people I know and when she'd curl up at the foot of my bed I'd just buy into my dad's manipulative bullshit that "she was being selfish and dragging us into it and stressing us out just to use us against him cause she was a manipulative *****" and I'd get mad at her and ask her to leave and accuse her of trying to be manipulative and all that stuff. The poor woman was just scared and was seeking a safe place to rest.    

He used to drink constantly and he's an angry drunk so we'd all have to deal with him screaming and throwing **** and breaking **** and screaming at my mom. 

And even after typing all that, I haven't even told you half of the reasons I despise that ******* ******* and I've left a lot out. I could go on for hours but I'm tired of typing so I'm just gonna leave it at this: I hate my father, always will, I'll never forgive him, and the day I turn 18 I'm ******* leaving either without saying goodbye or just a half *** bye thanks and never talking to him again. Only my mom and my brother.   

Oh, and just a side note, the logo for this group is kinda sad. The dad in that pic looks really sweet and he's just trying to kiss his baby. He's not doing anything mean. The baby looks like an ******* because the dad is just being affectionate and the baby's pushing him away lol. It's sad. Kinda depressing. Just a thought. 

 Honey . . . I'm sorry.  I know a lot of what that's like.  I don't know you, but I feel like I already know you because of how much we have in common.

You can survive.  He may be a *****, but let's hope that we all can get through this ****.

 Rape? That crosses the line. That's illegal. Get proper help involved.

I can really relate to your story and totally understand why you hate him. I still can't stand my dad and I'm living on another content (It definitely helps not being in contact). Stay strong and focus on what you want from your life. If y ou can withstand living with your Dad then you can achieve anything.

Kill the ******... sure you'll go to prison but you'll have a safe roof over your head, fresh food, and some friends. Three things he could never give you. Seriously... do not kill him tell your mom and ur bro about ur plan and sneak the **** out a 4 a.m. Buy some knock-out gas just incase he has another bitchy tantrum. Or... 1. Steal a cell phone from school. 2. Call *67-911 to make it anonymous. 3. have the ****** arrested for the following: rape, sexual abuse, physical abuse, emotional torment, vandalation of property, assault, unpermitted life threatening with a hostile weapon, etc... etc... etc...GET THE **** OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WITH YOUR FAMILY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IF YOU ABANDON THEM THERE YOU WILL BE JUST AS LOW AS HE IS!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU CAN FIX THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUT SERIOUSLY DO NOT KILL HIM!!!

If you live in the USA, it's totally legal to just walk out of the house when you feel unsafe.  Even if he tries to stop you, you can still just leave.  Then call 911 as soon as you can and they'll send someone over to your house.

My father isn't as bad as yours, but reading what you wrote, some of the things you said really did remind me of my dad. My dad is aggressive, selfish, patronising/ condescending, childish, hypocritical, rude, dirty, treats my mum like ****, is always putting me down and has also had a drug addiction for many years. I'm 17 too, and when i do get the chance to move away, will also only keep in touch with my brother and mum.

Keep strong girl, for you and your mum! Don't let him get you down. In reality these men are their own enemy - living hell on earth in their own minds, because of who they are. Karma will get him.

I hate my father for all you do.

My dad doesn't even take care of me. He leaves me alone while he goes off gallavanting somewhere with his stupid brother, the only person that doesn't pressurize him to find a job.

He announces that he's retiring to all my relatives while my family is surviving on the money my mum works so hard slogging in the hot sun to bring back. He withdraws money from their bank account without asking my mum and uses it for unimportant stuff.

And he always acts like he's some big hero, a big know-it-all, all the I know what's good for you, but he's just a stupid retarded uneducated useless piece of crap.

Just minutes before typing this he yelled at me for running back to my room after slamming the newspaper I bought for my mum on the table, cos I was in a hurry to get back and I hated, absolutely hated how he kept pestering me when he doesn't even READ the newspaper, he yelled me back out, and he shouted about how I shouldn't be so spoilt, and I explained that I was in a hurry to get back in and do my homework, but he still didn't listen, he lifted the newspaper with the coins and threw it right at me. I used one hand to slap it away so it didn't hit me too hard, but it still hurt like hell.

He slammed it straight into my heart.

I hate him. I ******* hate him.

i hate my dad too

i have a 9 mo old bro  who he neglects and his ******* fatass just sits in front of the tv and complains how he always works. (he says he works but one time i went 2 his office i saw a whole bunch of **** magazines)  my mom obeys him like his dog and serves him dinner and does his chores and ****. i ******* hate him.

i wanna kill him. he always thinks hes right and whens hes wrong, he kepps saying "no i didnt" or "dont lie" he always slaps me around and hates me

he always threatens to kill me and he says he hates me all the time . 

all he does is **** my mom and sit and watch the tv. he told me to do things that i havenmt learned to do and scolds me if i didnt do it right. he just sits there and critisizes  what i do. he always calls me stupid and all i know how to do is eat sleep and neglect my bro

i do more then him! he always says no whenever my mom asks him to feed my bro and forces me o my sister to do  it. he always curses my mom and she just listens to him. she doesnt do anything b/c shes afraid he'll leave her. and he'll just **** her so she'll be happy. she always listens to his crap and i ****** despise him.

 I'm in a similar situation that your in, my dad and your dad would be best friends. Except your dad is a little bit worse.

My dad hates my mom, but if he layed a finger on her, I'd kill him PERIOD. But my problem with you is why didn't you help your mom, because your scared of your dad?! **** that man, help your mom, get a knife and do him in or call the cops or something put his punk *** in jail. Me I would kick the **** out of him, I'm 6 foot 1 and I'm about 4 inches taller than my dad so I could kick the **** out of him. Don't let that happen again, if now you know what you have to do than help her! Don't sit in your room and listen to your dad rape your mom, What the **** were you thinking. I'm not going to call you a coward but it was your job as her son to step up and flip the script on him. I take that back, don't shoot him or kill him, call the cops and than kick the **** out of him, if you can. Now I'll say my situation.

When I was about 4 years old, I think from what I can remember, my parents were already divorced. And it was just me and my mom and my older sister. Soon when I was 5 or 6, they got back together. My dad never hit my mom but he would be aggressive in arguments. He would tell her to shut the **** up and all that, and what could I do when I was 6 years old? Nothing but just listen. They were arguing in the guest room and he closed the curtain(since that was what we had) after that I peeked my eye in the little whole and my dad through a spray can at the whole and it almost hit my eye, and my mom tried to defend me and that was that, pretty much all I remember. He didn't hit her or anything. Soon my mom divorced him and moved out and moved elsewhere, and there would be few occasions where my dad would come and bang on the door, last one I remember was when my uncle(who lives with us) supposedly twisted my little sister's lips and she went and told my dad. And at that time, like you, my dad made me think that my mom was a "witch" along with my grandma and my older sister. He talks **** about her all the time even now. He calls her everything I can think of. Back then I thought my dad was the man, I looked up to him and wanted to be just like him, when he would drop me off on sundays when I came back from sleeping over his house I used to cry. Sometimes he yelled at me when I was younger, but not to the extent at which he does now. In 2005 When I was in 7th grade, I was living with my mom and I would sleep over my dad's house during school day's and eventually, during christmas break I didn't get anything for christmas and whatever I got, weren't the things that I asked for, I was such a ******* dumbass, I can't believe I did this, I got angry and reckless and decided to move with my dad, which was the biggest mistake of my life, I gave up al the happiness that I had to live with him. And I remember my mom's words "Are you sure? Is this really what you want to do?" And I said yes and just left with all my things. I'm tearing up now because It's hurts to think that I didn't listen to my mom when she used to warn me about my dad. And it was on christmas day when I did that. IT WAS MY ******* CHRISTMAS PRESENT TO MYSELF! TO SCREW UP MY ENTIRE LIFE! AND I WOULD GIVE ANYTHING TO TAKE IT BACK AND GO BACK IN TIME AND JUST TELL MY DAD THAT I DIDN'T WANT TO LIVE WITH HIM. So that same year, my dad was normal, he didn't yell or did any of that(I had switched schools also) soon, in 2007 my dad changed, he started yelling and calling me a *****, dumbass,******* and all that. He even started hitting me then, (back then he was bigger than me). He would punch me on the head with his fists, usually one hand with the rings on it. But before all of that I ******* called my mom and teamed up with my dad and ******* yelled at her over the phone. I HATE MYSELF FOR THAT. I CALLED HER ON THE PHONE AND PATRONIZED HER WITH MY DAD, I DIDNT CURSE BUT HE DID. WITH THAT BEING DONE, I DIDNT SPEAK TO HER OR ANY OF MY SISTERS FOR AN ENTIRE YEAR. And that was before my dad started yelling and doing all of that. So during eighth grade my grades declined and that would give him a reason to yell and hit me and all of that. Eventually I failed math and earth science and went to summer school. 

Towards the end of summer school, the report cards were supposed to come out and one night when we were at my aunts house he had the report card and he didn't open it until we both got into the car to leave. I was in danger of failing math in summer school and my dad flipped out. But during that time, I made sure I apoligized to my mom for what I did, but she is still sore about it now but doesn't really hold it against me. So my little sister was with us that night and he yelled at me in the car in front of her when he was on his way to drop her off at my mom's house(He was cursing, not just yelling). He let her out the car and she looked at me when she got out the car and starting tearing and waved. And I was already upset just looking at my sister, and my dad waited for her to get inside and he started punching me on my chest, and I wasn't about to fight my dad(Now I would). I was pretty scared and he said "i'm going to kick your *** when we get home" and I just remember looking at my mom's window when we were leaving which made me cry and wish I hadn't moved with my dad in the first place. When we were in the car he kept saying "all i ******* ask you to do is your school work and you can't even do that, ***** I ******* hate your ***, it's all your mother's fault, she made you like this, and you keep insisting on going to her house, dumb *** *****, I wish I could just get a gun and shoot her *** right now if it wasn't for the law.(He still says things like that now but not as extreme, because I work out now and build muscle and i'm taller and bigger than him.By the way my dad is a math teacher.)

So when we got home my dad my dad told me to put out my hand and he kept hitting me with his belt, it stung but I'm a guy, so it wasn't that bad. He threatened to do it again but he never did it again. So now he continues to yell and patronize me but the worst he really did was punch me on my head and shoulder. Later, I ended up going to summer school later on, and I failed math(now i'm repeating the class) and my cousin(who is my best friend) and his family were at my house that night, he had the progress report and read it before he went in my room. My cousins were downstairs and I was playing super smash bros brawl. He came in and showed me the progress report,and he was kind of whispering because my aunt was in the room talking to his girlfriend(who had a baby, who is a boy). He kicked the chair I was sitting on and my aunt heard the loud bang and she yelling "HEYY" and she came out and my dad tried to close the door but she came in anyway and then she pulled me away from my dad and he tried to smack me on my head. And by the way, he always pretends to be cool around other family members and other people but when he's home it's different. And i'll never forget this, my cousin(my best friend) came upstairs and then when he saw what was happening he went back downstairs like nothing was going on, and it really hurt me because if he was in that situation I would help him.(this was when I was 9th grade going on tenth.) so after that he came in the room and started talking down to me in front of his girlfriend and my aunt, and they didn't really defend me, my aunt I was expecting to defend me but she really didn't say much. He called me a ***** and all that. I left that night and stayed at my aunts house for a couple of days and then she sent me back. But he was mellow after that and didn't really say anything. 

My motto is, no matter how nice he pretends to be, it's only a matter of time before he get pissed off again. And my self-esteem only gets lower and lower when he yells and calls me curse words and names. 

Soon in 2008, I got myself a dog.(My dad bought it) It was a Doberman-Black Lab Mix, I called him Roscoe because I'm a emotional guy and I'm into disney movies and there was a Doberman named Roscoe in the movie. My dad didn't like the dog, when his friends came over he would pretend to pet the dog, Roscoe was a frisky dog, and he would bark a lot. He my would smoke around him and blow smoke in his face. I FEEL LIKE KILLING HIM JUST FOR THAT THOUGHT. Sometimes to scare him, he would put his cigarette next to Roscoe face to make him move back. He never let the dog roam the house,the dog would be outside for more than half the day, and he would abuse the dog(Rarely) he would hit it on it's rear end(a dog's sensitive area,painful if hit there) on purpose. He would yell "SIT" at the dog when he didn't bring him to training to learn all of that. Before my cousin(my best friend) got a dog and got hit by a car and got a punctured lung and died the day before halloween. Soon after they took my dog away because my dad put him outside in the rain and I guess he was barking. I didn't get to say goodbye to my dog, and that night I was out with my mom(I go every weekend). My dog is generally aggressive with strangers(partly because of my dad) so when one of my dad's friends reaches out to him, he would usually show his fangs and lung out to bite. But he wasn't like that with other people, he was very selective. So he could've been biting them, they may have euthanized him. I don't know, I would rather go on with the thought that he is in a better home.

So in december 2008, the day before christmas break started, well, before that, my dad threatened to kill me, so I got worried and I told my guidance counselor, but she wasn't suprised because I told her about my dad since september. One word of advice, TALK TO YOUR GUIDANCE COUNSELOR. IT'S A BIG WEIGHT OF YOUR BACK! IT'LL HELP YOU AND YOUR MOM! DON'T STAY IN THAT SITUATION ANY LONGER! STOP BEIGN SELFISH! HELP YOUR MOM! It took me a while to open up to her, but I remember i started crying in the middle of a conversation with her. She gives me advice usually, kind of like therapy. So anyway, I told her what my dad had said, and soon after she told a child protective services lady, and it was this whole cherade, I missed all my classes, I spoke to an officer, another woman, the school psychiatrist and eventually, my older sister came back from college and the social worker told her to come pick me up. She did but I had to get my things from my dad's and she was going to call him and go to his house. Fortunately I went to my house earlier and I was already out. I WAS TOLD NOT TO GO TO MY DAD'S HOUSE! Later that night, we went to chili's with my sister's friend but I was worried from the get go because people were calling my phone and my dad was constantly leaving messages. So I turned it off, after we left chili's I was in the car with my older sister, my little sister, and my older sister's friend. And I listened to my dad's message, and he said " I better bring my *** home". My mom was away at the time, she was at a meeting in another state, and my older sister called her, and my mom didn't seem to care. So she told my sister to bring me home because she didn't want my dad showing up at her door.

So later on my sister dropped off her friend and was going to drop me off. Soon my older sister and little sister break down and start crying because it was too much for them. I show up at my dad's and then my sisters are still crying and i'm still scared because my dad was furious. So later I call my friend who has been through a similar situation and he didn't know what to do, because it's a touchy situation, he knew about my dad already.(I don't tell my friends about my problems unless they are close friends). So later I call my uncle and I tell him the situation and I asked him to pick me up, he said he would call my dad and and talk to him. And he did and my dad was acting like nothing was going on. So later I ask to speak to my dad as a alternative from keeping quiet. Before when i tried telling him how I'm feeling he didn't listen and flipped the script. He flipped the script and yelled at me. He doesn't hit me but I just go and cry myself to sleep. 

The next day my dad gets called to the social services place and he picks up my cousin's mom and then they are both yelling at me. my dad asked me "WHAT DID YOU WANT TO HAPPEN?!! WHATEVER IT IS, IT'S NOT GOING TO WORK!" WE get to the social services place and we sit down in a small room and i'm already about to start crying so she asks to remove me from the room. I call my friend and I break down over the phone. And he helped me through it, until I go in after my dad and my aunt leave. I tell her the situation and we call my mom and my mom doesn't want to deal with my dad so she doesn't step up and ask for custody and then she hangs up on me. I remember just sitting there with the phone hoping that she would pick up, but she didn't. I FULLY break down and I punch a hole in the wall. My aunt(my best friends mom) hugs me and all that and she starts crying. And my dad doesn't say anything. I stay at my aunt's house for three days until christmas and then she tells me that I have to go back. And I don't say anything to my dad for weeks. Things get back to normal and even now he still keeps yelling and I still see my mom.

More things have happend but that would be too much. So yeah I think your situation is a little bit worse than mine. 

I feel you; even though my dad hasn't done any criminal acts, he might as well have. He's hit my mom and I before, and acts immature. Remember, if you're saying goodbye to your mother and brother, you are leaving them in the clutches of that tyrant without giving any help. I mean, ******* honestly, you have enough leverage to legally *****-slap him all the way to Timbuktu! Do something about it! Defend yourself! Don't just sit there, rebel!

your dad sounds so mean. However, i dun think he can compete with my dad. My dad farrrrr farrrr more .....i dk what to say, there isn't any cruel words to describe him as a human being.

After my dad and mom devorce in 2000 when i was 6 yrs old, I live with my mom. By the law, when i'm turning 14, I have to live with my dad until i'm 18 yrs old. After i'm 18 yrs old, i can make choises to whom am i going to live with. In that case, ofcouse, i'm going to live with mom.

For now, i'm 15 yrs old, 1 year has passed by living with my dad. Compare to my loving and caring mom, my dad treats my like a slave.

since I move in to his house, I feel like trapped in a cage. I dont think I have a future. I dont feel any excitment in life. I dont think I can SURVIVE!!

He doesnt work. Instead, I have to WORK for our survival. He forced me to work by selling me around every week end to his f***** up friends. And all the other time, i have to work part time job after school. I'm glad that I can work part time job and spend my life outside house because his house is equal to hell. however, working makes me tired therefore, i dont have enough time to study.

My daily life is:

wake up 7am ~>prepare breakfast, shower, etc.

school stars at 8:10am    it finish at 3:30pm.

part time work 4pm - 6pm.

at 6:30pm I arrive at home. I enter the hell....

my dad starting to treat me like a slave. Cleaning house, making dinner, etc. Sometimes, he spit on the floor on purpose and order me to lick because he was bored. If dinner isn't ready by 7pm, he would start trashing the house again. Throwing magazine, breaking plates and kicking me around.

Each time i make dinner, first time comes to mind is putting poisonous powder or something similar to kill him. Whenever he thinks the taste is not well--too plain; he would bark and curse.

Whenever he is in a **** mood, he would light a cigar then begin to ***** me and stab my breast and stomach with the cigar. It hurts sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much. sometimes, he would drown me in a pool outside the house and tie me with a rope. he tied the rope to metal handle to make me unable to get out from the water. He would take a picture of me and laugh as hard as he can. Sometimes, he offer me forgiveness IF I allow him to play with my body.

When he's drunk, he would sneak into my bed room and rape me. I couldnt move. I feel like his puppet. he would leave me after he gets bored. NOT EVEN ONCE IN MY LIFE I HEARD HIM SAYING SORRY TO ME.

Well, this is just some example...many more things he did to me which cant be describe by words.

I feel want to kill him and slice him in a meat pounder machine. Cut his body into million pieces and feed it to dogs.

I kinda know how you feel.

I cry almost everyday cuz my dad is so disrespectful and mean.

I'll be alright and you'll get through it.

But the rape is waaaaaay to far.

You should like call the cops or something. IDK

I hate my father and everyday I wish God would take him from this planet and send him straight to Hell.  He has been a lifelong drunk and abuser.  He has broken my mother's ribs and many other bones.  My father has hit my mother in the side of head so hard that she has lost her hearing. He has broken bones on my sisters and brother.  He caused permanent damage to their bodies and all of our minds.  Now that Alzheimers has kicked in with all his other ailments he is worse than ever to deal with.  I hate him and wish that he would die.  He doesn't understand why I don't allow him in my home or around my children.  He has hit my oldest daughter and that was it, no more.  He is stupid and refuses to educate himself.  He used to go to parties with my mother when I was a kid and he always ended up in a fight with someone because he did not know what he was talking about.  He then came home drunk and continued to take it out on us.  He is an ignorant frog (that is an ignorant frenchman).  I have no respect for him.  I just wish that he would die and leave us alone for some peace once and for all.  To anyone reading this, please pray that my father will be taken from this life and punished for all the damage he has done.  He deserves to rot in Hell for eternity.

You can get help with this! All the stuff he does to you and your family is illegal. My wonderful ******* father is the same way, my family is just now getting help with it. Anyways, if you wanna talk my email is treehggr212@yahoo.com ..maybe i could give you advice or something. Good luck!!!

wow if my dad did what you did, i will literally kill him with my 45lb weights. my dad used to act like a a$$h0le but ever since he saw me working out and benching 250+, he started to change his attitude. i would seriously break my dad's jaw if he ever raped my mom. 

i dont even call my dad my dad i call him by his first name.hes a ******* **** who wish would get the **** out of my life hes always screaming at people in the stores stealing s**t and giving it to my mom so hell get laid my dad hits me, takes my birthday/christhmas money as part of my "rent" i mean im 13 what the hell he hasnt had a job for 6 years and now he  sits at a computer all day doing his "job".also not 5 minutes ago i was on facebook and he just walked into my room wearing whitey tideys or tidey witeys whatever theyre called sat on my leg and said wat the **** are you doin and i said get off my freakin leg man and thats when he went in sane startid hitting me,screamin at me and calling me names.he expects everybody to likre him and s**t but how nobody does . i got a pet rabbit for christmas and he was drunk and hedrove to the store got some bleach and pored it on my rabbit.my rabbit is blind nowand has no hair on its face.my moms always really nice and stuff...to everybody and i dont see how she can stand living with him.he acts like he owns her like since their married shes his property.damnit hes home