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For awhile i've been ify on whether to share this or not, but it seems to keep crawling under my skin so, here we go. My dad and I are oddly close, which removes all barriers that most parents and children have.  I understand parents get angry, that they get very emotional too, I get that, but my dad always finds ways to be mean and rude because he feels like it. The cruel words he calls me just hurts me. He doesn't know, if he knew, he might stop, but maybe he wouldn't. He calls me "bitch" or "asshole" and on occasion "fucker". He also calls me fat, overweight, and heavy all in one example. He knows it hurts, but he doesn't care. He thinks i'm looking for some pity, but i'm truly just looking for someone to care. I'm just looking for one person, just one. One person to deal with my shitty attitudes sometimes, and my problems in school, and my problems in general. I need somebody, but I have no one. I have nothing. God, I am nothing.