Why I distrust all men, cry myself to sleep at night, feel unwelcome in my own home, & would cut my mom slack for anything.

He acts like a nice parent when guests are over, or we're in public, but once we're alone, he's a maniac. A bomb always waiting to blow, he snaps at the slightest provocation. My options are to let him get away with his abuse, or to stand up for myself & get the living crap beaten out of me.

We’ve only not kicked him out of the house because my mom was raised by an abusive father herself, so she doesn't know what it is to be treated right, & because she believes that children don't do well in single-parent households.

Every time I give him another chance, he proves me wise for not having been completely open with him since I was 8 years old.

He has failed at giving me the the sole thing I deserve: Unconditional love. Thanks to him, I've had to stay in the closet my entire life. Even when my heart was bursting at the seams with love for the first time, at the age of 13 years old, I couldn't go to my own father for advice.

Thanks to this thorough incompetence, I've basically had to raise myself.

Cherry on top: My family is wealthy, so whenever I drop even the slightest hint that I'm miserable with them, I get called a spoiled, ungrateful brat. I find this to be ironic - you would think that less fortunate people would understand even better than I do that the impact of material items on happiness pales in comparison to being accepted & loved...
*My mom is deployed overseas, so I'm alone with my dad and brother on Christmas*

Me: "No, Dad. I don't want to talk to Grandma. She says horrible things to me and insults everything I do!"


Me: "NO. She's a BULLY."

Dad: *hangs up phone and starts yelling profanities in my face, then starts punching me over and over until I'm pinned on the floor, trying to shield my face and genitals as he keeps hitting me*

Me: *later, to my brother, through a split lip and bruised face* "Merry Christmas, huh... let's call Mom on Skype. Maybe we can still have some happiness today..."
by dougelo7 July 29, 2011
One of the few, if not the only, boy a girl can trust. He's the one who loves playing games with you & goofing off with you while your mom works. He works too, doing manly things like mowing & vacuuming, just not as much as the mother.
He's the old-timey guy who loves board games but also enjoys Mario Kart very much. He stays in the basement watching old western movies & working on puzzles (my family refers to it as the Mancave). He's the one with the stories of when he was a boy that make you smile & always teach a lesson, he's the one who still wants to hold your hand or hug you at the mall, visits video game stores & watches movies frequently, demanding at times, the one you can talk to when your mom's having major mood swings.

The greatest guy ever.

Me: Mmm, looks like Mom's in a mood again.

Dad: Yeah, that's been happening a lot lately. -chuckles- I love your mom, but when she gets angry, -chuckles again- she gets angry.
by ToriFTW January 03, 2009
deep anal devistation

when a large penis rips apart someones anus.
oi bitch! get back in the kitchen now! fucking wait till tonight you'll be fucked!

(becasue of D.A.D)
by tomatoil October 08, 2007
A dad is any man, dude, guy, friend, brother, or biological dad. We're all just a bunch of dads and potential dads.
Ethan: (drunkenly) "Dude, this party is a dad-fest, yanno? We need more moms. I saw my dad. he's the worst dad ever."

Dustin: "Man, were all just dads. He's a dad(points) and that guy's a dad. Fuckin' dads everywhere."

Ethan: "I know, eh."
by Dadman May 09, 2011
A lovely kind person who is quite like a unversial remote, he is a taxi driver, and an ATM all at once, and he can easily be won over with a cup of tea!
Father, Taxidriver, ATM, Parent, GAA Fanatic.
Daughter: Dad, will to drive me into town.

Dad: Hmm, i dunno..!!

Daughter: ill make tea...

Dad: Ok!!
by Kinky Boots August 23, 2008
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