So… Just “accidentally” partially overheard my dad hitching about me. Fyi, they do not know YET that I’m moving out. Anyways, I needed to do laundry, didn’t ask for his help with the washer, wasnt expecting him to, but he did just the same. However, whenever he was in the same room as me, such as when I came and sat back down after letting the dog back in because he was barking, he’d shoot me dirty looks for only he knows what reason.
Cut to a couple of minutes ago, where he tells my mom in the downstairs hallway (did I mention sound in said hallway carries quite efficiently upstairs? Well, it does) that for all he’s concerned, I can get the fuck out, or to that effect. Gotta love how he waits til I’m upstairs to start bitching st me. I have no clue what I did wrong this time. I mean, while his back was turned, I took my clothes that were on the couch upstairs, though I had to walk past him with said clothes. He would’ve hitched if I sorted the laundry because it was the end of the race (nascar, I don’t get it either). It seems like I’m damned if I do something, damned if I don’t do something. He wants me to help out around the house, yet when I do so with or without asking, its not how he wanted it or when he wanted it. I can’t win in this situation. I try to find common interests with him, and he blows me off or yells because I dare interrupt his precious internet time or tv time. I don’t understand what I’m supposed to do to make him happy, or if I can. I love my dad, but how come he acts like he doesn’t love me?