Father's Day (My Life Story)
Well... today's Father's Day.
speaking of Father's Day
I don't ever really get along or got close with my Father (well my Step Father actually), my real dad is my real father during my childhood life.
I don't really have a good relationship with him.
My life was perfect until my Mom decided to move to Missouri from Alabama and has to married that annoying fat bastard.
I'm not calling him Dad because it doesn't feel comfortable to me and I always call his first name Shad.
When I first met him I thought he was a cool dude but later on he somewhat puts me in a very bad mood a lot sometimes. I just really hate him so damn much and the reason why I hate him because I get in trouble by getting mad at him because the way he speaks to me with curses words and nagging at me for ridiculous reasons.
And the worst part about him back in 2017 on July, everybody else was out for a swimming in a pool I refuse to swim and then he came into my room angrily raising his voice at me thinking that I didn't listen to Mom telling me to go out and swim but I told her know thank you but Shad didn't listen to me and grounds me, which cause me so in Rage out of control I was about to beat him up for all the very rude Grammar that he said to me until my mother stops me and I got more upset that I hear Shad that he was about to call the police on me later I was crying and I begged him not to do it and give me a second chance but HE DOESN'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT MY FEELINGS!!!
And mother took to emergency hospital because of my lost control rage and after that day she wants me to apologize to him and shame me of my actions.
That was an awful event that I have experienced.
It was literally my step dad fault because he Started it and he should be apologizing first, he's a horrible father to me.
I'm never gonna forgive him that day.
I missed my real Dad so much😔
speaking of Father's Day
I don't ever really get along or got close with my Father (well my Step Father actually), my real dad is my real father during my childhood life.
I don't really have a good relationship with him.
My life was perfect until my Mom decided to move to Missouri from Alabama and has to married that annoying fat bastard.
I'm not calling him Dad because it doesn't feel comfortable to me and I always call his first name Shad.
When I first met him I thought he was a cool dude but later on he somewhat puts me in a very bad mood a lot sometimes. I just really hate him so damn much and the reason why I hate him because I get in trouble by getting mad at him because the way he speaks to me with curses words and nagging at me for ridiculous reasons.
And the worst part about him back in 2017 on July, everybody else was out for a swimming in a pool I refuse to swim and then he came into my room angrily raising his voice at me thinking that I didn't listen to Mom telling me to go out and swim but I told her know thank you but Shad didn't listen to me and grounds me, which cause me so in Rage out of control I was about to beat him up for all the very rude Grammar that he said to me until my mother stops me and I got more upset that I hear Shad that he was about to call the police on me later I was crying and I begged him not to do it and give me a second chance but HE DOESN'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT MY FEELINGS!!!
And mother took to emergency hospital because of my lost control rage and after that day she wants me to apologize to him and shame me of my actions.
That was an awful event that I have experienced.
It was literally my step dad fault because he Started it and he should be apologizing first, he's a horrible father to me.
I'm never gonna forgive him that day.
I missed my real Dad so much😔
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yeah, My Real Dad is the one I love, not him
I mean he's not really a bad person like mentally he's just...
Does some dumb things
Does some dumb things
I'm assuming you didn't feel like swimming because the water was too cold and would take a while to get used to, and I understand. I may love swimming, but I'm waist deep in that shit and freezing my nuts off, I'm getting the hell of there. I don't know why one would call the cops on one's own step son, but try to get outta there when you can. That fatass is delusional if he thinks that one should get arrested for not wanting to swim that day.
No it's just the pool is boring, and no I lost control and saying some death threats and attempting to beat the hell out of him
Who does that Rectum faced Fuckbag think he is?! D:<
I think I can relate to the problems you receive from him.
He reminds me so much about the faculty at the first primary school I went to back in 2007.
They were told I had Aspergers and what happened? They treated me like shit! They never appreciated any hard work I did, the head teacher just screamed in my face when I tried to tell him how I felt, but there was one who really hated me. He hid a pair of scissors in a drawer and claimed they were stolen and made me the scapegoat, they even lied to my parents about my behaviour (which they never believed) and started abusing them by saying they weren't bringing me up properly.
I barely had any friends because of them, the friends I had in infant school turned on me and started mocking me. In 2008, my parents finally had enough and they took me out of that fucking penitentiary they called a school and home schooled me until they could find a primary school that would fit me better, so I've been educated in schools that handle people with special needs like Aspergers, Autism, ETC for the many few years up to today. They've suited me perfectly, but it doesn't take away the mental scars my seven to eight year old self had to endure.
I also heard that some of those cunts were fired, but the teacher who hated me? Fuck him! I hope he died!
I think I can relate to the problems you receive from him.
He reminds me so much about the faculty at the first primary school I went to back in 2007.
They were told I had Aspergers and what happened? They treated me like shit! They never appreciated any hard work I did, the head teacher just screamed in my face when I tried to tell him how I felt, but there was one who really hated me. He hid a pair of scissors in a drawer and claimed they were stolen and made me the scapegoat, they even lied to my parents about my behaviour (which they never believed) and started abusing them by saying they weren't bringing me up properly.
I barely had any friends because of them, the friends I had in infant school turned on me and started mocking me. In 2008, my parents finally had enough and they took me out of that fucking penitentiary they called a school and home schooled me until they could find a primary school that would fit me better, so I've been educated in schools that handle people with special needs like Aspergers, Autism, ETC for the many few years up to today. They've suited me perfectly, but it doesn't take away the mental scars my seven to eight year old self had to endure.
I also heard that some of those cunts were fired, but the teacher who hated me? Fuck him! I hope he died!
Hearing/seeing this gives me more reason to say that I fucking hate manipulative people they are legit scum towards human being themselves
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