Is it normal i cant stand my dad and he makes me anxious
As a kid I used to look forward to turning 18 so I never had to see him again, seeing him always gave me anxiety.
My dad was only allowed to spend time with me under supervision when I was small. I still remember the supervisor and his name and how strange it was.
Dad is petty and when I was small I had one day a week of spending time with him and had to be back a certain time.
I am autistic (undiagnosed then) and it was important to me to follow the schedule, not to mention how worried mom if I wasnt home on time. Dad gave zero fucks and took me home when he felt like it. I'd have meltdowns and I never had meltdowns even as a kid so only dad could make me that anxious...
As I got older my dad would call my teacher to talk trash about me. I had enough a few years ago when he called the school I was studying at then and talked about the fact that i'm ~special~. I was in my early 20s then, an adult and he had no place calling to talk about me like i'm a child and make me sound like i'm mentally slow or something. I was pissed at him then.
Two years ago he drove me to the clinic because I was sick.
When I came back to the car and told my dad what the doctor had said he accused me of being delusional so I had to show him the prescription for antibiotics I got as proof.
If I ever tell him anything he accuses me of being mentally ill and that he's going to take me to the psych ward.
It's gotten to the point where he's started calling mom but she's stopped picking up. He leaves her voicemails.
He's even left voicemails about me being mentally ill if I fail to respond quickly enough to a text message...
I dont want to ask him for help with things but mom pushes me to and says it's the least he can do.
It's not often but he always gets annoyed, he hates having anything to do with me.
Rarely he texts me that he misses me, only to ignore me when we hang out.
I would stop seeing him but i'd feel bad and he'd blame mom and say that she's putting ideas in my head etc.
He's very straining on my mental health though.
He seems bitter that things usually go well for me.
When I have good news he searches for negative in it.
He's told me to my face that I shouldn't have faith in myself because i'll fail.