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my father and i have ,,well i lived with him ofcourse until i was 18 and moved out..but i worked with him and had to be at his house every morning at 6 am on good days and 7am on rainy days and got off work at 5pm everyday...weekends i was expected to do my laundry...my dad is very "dominant" he told me what to do and i did it without question..cause if i did question it..he would raise his hands and get this wierd sound to his voice and say..."im to nervous to argue,i cant take this dont do this to me"....and it was usually over something stupid like him yelling...na...screaming at me cause i held a screwdriver funy..i had arthritus early and he didnt accept that...well i borke my back in 1995 and the girl i was living with took me for everything i had including my home so i ended up in my dads garage...and im now in an rv in his backyard...
reciently weve been "fighting" because my dad will say the wrong word...and its not just a simple word exchange...its totally the wrong thing....like he will says...i need you to drive me to the post office...so i go to the post office and he sits there and screams at me...I SAID THE BANK!!!!!!!!!!!....well they are 5 miles apart...he says he has NEVER said anything wrong in his life and i allways hear him wrong cause im an idiot...he said this infront of family friends the otherday....which cut deep into me...i know this all seems silly..but i requested to see a psyhcatrist because of this...theres alot im not telling cause its not appropriate for here...but bottomline
last saturday..he calls me on the phone asked me to come in the house,shows me a pic of a "big mans" recliner on the net..said..ya like it?..color ok?..i said sure...why?..he says well i orderedit for ya....hate to see ya sittin on the beat down piece ya got....it is a $1200.00 recliner....and just now he came oout and got my propane tanks and treating me to propane....
makes me pull my hair out
reciently weve been "fighting" because my dad will say the wrong word...and its not just a simple word exchange...its totally the wrong thing....like he will says...i need you to drive me to the post office...so i go to the post office and he sits there and screams at me...I SAID THE BANK!!!!!!!!!!!....well they are 5 miles apart...he says he has NEVER said anything wrong in his life and i allways hear him wrong cause im an idiot...he said this infront of family friends the otherday....which cut deep into me...i know this all seems silly..but i requested to see a psyhcatrist because of this...theres alot im not telling cause its not appropriate for here...but bottomline
last saturday..he calls me on the phone asked me to come in the house,shows me a pic of a "big mans" recliner on the net..said..ya like it?..color ok?..i said sure...why?..he says well i orderedit for ya....hate to see ya sittin on the beat down piece ya got....it is a $1200.00 recliner....and just now he came oout and got my propane tanks and treating me to propane....
makes me pull my hair out