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CharlieO
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I know I don't fit in to this category because my parents aren't dead but I no longer live with my father.
My dad never made an effort with me and made it very verbally clear that I was not the son he wanted, he travelled for work a lot and I hardly ever saw him as a child. So in teenage years we never really spoke other than hello. He has always been really angry and not able to control his temper but it never seemed to be a problem until recently. In april 2010 he got angry at me because I said f off to him. He then broke my arm. He had gone into this mode where he was almost possessed. It scared me so much and I could no longer live with him so my mum agreed to make him move out. I know if I had had a father who cared I would be so different. My story is clearly very selfish compared to those who have lost family members but being abused by a parent isnt just physical pain. It has mucked me up so much. Everytime I hear his voice I cant help but cry and shake with fear. My mum understands how it has affected me but he doesnt. He used to come to the house pretty much when ever he wants and laughed at me and called me a panzy. Then in october I was home alone and he came round and threatened me. He basically said about how I had ****ed up his marriage and how unless I gave up this 'act' he would hurt me even more. I thought he was bluffing and tried to get away. Then he threw a knife and me and it went deep in my leg. I have a massive scar from it. After that my mum wouldn't let him come to the house but she always sees him and so do my two sisters and they act like its all my fault most of the time so yea. I actually wish I had a father figure because I also have several feminine traits that i get bullied at school because of and I wish I had a dad that would actually be there for me and care.
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Spoiler: ME AND GOD WE DON'T GET ALONG, SO NOW I SING
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