Off My Chest
RULES:
I am looking for mods!
1. The "good" part of our community means we are pro-empathy and anti-harassment. However, we don't intend to make this a "safe space" where everyone has to be a saint. Sh*t happens, and life is messy. That's why we get things off our chests.
2. Bigotry is not allowed. That includes racism, sexism, ableism, homophobia, transphobia, xenophobia, and religiophobia. (If you want to vent about religion, that's fine; but religion is not inherently evil.)
3. Frustrated, venting, or angry posts are still welcome.
4. Posts and comments that bait, threaten, or incite harassment are not allowed.
5. If anyone offers mental, medical, or professional advice here, please remember to take it with a grain of salt. Seek out real professionals if needed.
6. Please put NSFW behind NSFW tags.
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Your father is an insecure piece of scum who has projected his unsafe behavior on someone he hasn't met. A store clerk is just a store clerk, what she does after hours is her business, not his. If your father can't say “she/her” to someone that “looks like a guy,” then he has no reason to shop outside/in public.
He sees you as an tool:
not a human with will, aspirations, and in need of shelter. The roof he owns is nothing more than a roof. It won't be there for comfort, marriage, warm hugs, protection or shopping trips. If he uses the roof as a means to exploit your behavior, he’s not a father, but a sperm donor.
As an anarchist, I know perfectly well children are their own being, with their own will, their own choices. I have to bless my children's partners and friends as my own, since I was a child myself. My beliefs and politics are my own, and I have to respect those of the children. Forcing my will is anti-anarchist, and anti-protective of theirs.
Your father hasn't grown at all, because you're not his doll.