Somewhere To Write

Posted by Anonymous on 2013/04/11 under Uncategorized

I don’t know why but my dad has been picking fights with me for the past 5 mounts, (or I am, I don’t know if I’m doing something wrong or what.) The reason why I’m posting this is because my dad and I used to get along so well until recently. My dad is a stay at home dads. Not one of those dad’s who sits around all day, but a dad who cut the grass, repairs the house, feeds the animals, cooks the meals, and so on. He never drinks but does smoke, he does try to quit but it doesn’t ever work. He really isn’t a bad guy and I love him as a dad.

It all started in the winter. I usually get ear infections a lot in the winter, but if I put some drops in it, it usually goes away but my ear was so infected that I had to go to the doctor. My dad drove me, and the doctor did the usual, like check my temperature, blood pressure, and asked me get on the scale. When I got onto the scale and it said 121, (I originally weighted 118, I thinks that is normal for a 16 year old girl who is 5.3 feet tall) and my dad looked mad for some reason. When I done seeing the doctor I was ready to get into the elevator my dad stopped me and told me, “to take the stairs fatty.” That was the most hurtful thing that my dad had ever called me and I was rather stunned on the car ride home. After that, for the next 2 and a haft mounts, that’s all he said to me. Every time that I would eat something unhealthy or watch tv he would come up to me and make fun of me. I told him to stop to the point where I burst into tears, but he kept going on and on about my weight telling me he was going to send me to a fat camp if I kept on eating like that. I told my mom about it and she told me that’s my dad’s caring about me saying that he was scared that I will evenly turn fat. She said that told me that she will talk to him about it and than told me to stop eating so many sweets, so I did, I cut back on eating my favorite candy, drinking pop, and popcorn and I went outside almost everyday after supper (when I didn’t have homework). I did that around the begging of march and my dad seemed to stop making fun of my eating habits which made me so happy, (I hated being call fat and saying that I need to go on a diet.) Though after a week into my diet my dad started to pick on me again. Not on me being fat, but on everything else, it seemed that everything that came out of my mouth was an insult to him. It got so bad that somedays I go straight up to my room after school to get away from the bullying of my dad. In the begging of April I decided to weigh myself to see on how good I was doing on my diet. When I weighed myself I weighed 116 I was so proud of myself that dropped 5 pounds. I went to my dad and told him the good news and he just looked at me and said uh ok fine and walked away. I got very sad after that I thought he would be proud of me but he seemed like he didn’t even cared. This past week has been the hardest for me. I was going to volunteer at a hospital and once I got my application done and turned in, (a couple of days ago) my dad told me that the person called me but I need to call back. I was rather scared and hesitant but I decided to call them back. I asked my dad the number but he said that he forgot it. I started to freak out and searching my home phone for the number, that’s when my dad started to make fun again. I started to fight because my day was awful and me not getting to volunteer wasn’t making my day. He told me that I wasn’t fit to volunteer. I fought back telling him that yes I am and don’t tell me that he told me “to stop being such a little b**** and that he is entitle to his own opinions.” I found the number and called them back but they closed for the day. I hung up and crying, I went up to my room and type this. I really don’t know what to do, it seems that whatever I do I either get teased or screamed at by my dad. I’m I wrong?

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