Last night, I was crying in the bathroom. I wiped my tears and headed back out to the living room.

I'm old enough to realize they really don't care about my emotions or anything like that. Ever since I was a kid, I've been met with blank stares and smirks when I was sad or angry.

My dad can be quite perceptive about how I'm feeling and when he saw me after I cried, he chastised me for not exercising enough this week.

In the moment, I didn't know what to say and I was already feeling like shit so I just looked down. I knew I had exercised on Thursday and I was about to say that when...

"Oh right! You did exercise earlier this week!" then he smirked and went back to making his tea.

It wasn't until I thought about it later that night that I realized it's all on purpose. He enjoys making me feel bad because he's so insecure.

This morning, he told me that I have to clean the coffee machine even though I barely use it and he uses it everyday. I'm also the one who bought it and even though I let him use it, he lacks the courtesy to clean it himself.

He just expects me to clean it because I'm a girl. He can yell at me all he wants, I ain't doing all that lol.