Growing up, I was unloved, beaten up, dragged across floors, choked, violently dragged out of bed, threatened to get sent to foster care, had my stuff destroyed and thrown around, got called slurs and names, got yelled at, got humiliated by my parents, especially my unhinged dad. It left me with several physical injuries (bumps, bruises all over my body, sprained and broken fingers, cuts, etc.) and severe psychological trauma.

But even after all that, my dad told me, “I know you have a good heart, and would never hold grudges or resentment against me for this.” He told me that repeatedly. Well guess what, as soon as I became adult I became financially independent and cut my entire family out of my life. I have not seen, spoken, or contacted them since, and plan to never have any interactions with them for the rest of my life. It’s been many years since I cut them off and now I have a good life with my partner.

I wonder why the fuck my father was that delusional.