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My dad hates me. Ever since I was a kid my dad always insulted me every single chance he got. Whenever there was a problem in the house our dad would inflict summary punishment on all of us siblings. When I turned 15 and stopped growing, my dad berated me for around 6 months constantly about how I ended up short and how it was my fault for not drinking enough milk (JFL he's a doctor). We're somewhat rich so there's that at least. But ever since I've been the black sheep of the family, the most hated one, especially since I couldn't get into Medical school like my parents wanted me to (because of my neurodivergent traits I couldn't concentrate or do interviews). Of course, my ND is not diagnosed because I could never bring it up with my parents. Was I tall and neurotypical, this would have never happened.