He seems to have this odd conviction that all men are of the same ability, despite all the evidence to the contrary, and despite all the tangible examples I've given him as to a measure of my "ability" (or rather, lack thereof).
Case in point, he asked me this morning why I still can't drive at 22. At that, I felt my blood boil.
Even ignoring the fact that him and my Mom did not allow me to do so much earlier in life (which I still hold them in resentful contempt for), he still has a flawed understanding of my ADHD and Autism. Even one of those makes it nigh-impossible as it is to do anything outside my immediate sphere of concern; Both together is even more herculean due to their inherently contradictory nature.
Moving on from that, we have his flawed understanding of why I moved out. More to that point, we have his desire even to control me from beyond his borders.
It's like, a bigger reason I moved out was because I simply couldn't take the bullshit anymore. Namely, I couldn't stand the fact that he not only had me doing shit around the house every waking hour of every day, but even had a two-tier system as to how he did it, with me doing 90% and my sisters doing 10%, if that.
In short, I was unjustly treated like an underclass during his reign, and in many ways, that detestable treatment his persisted well after my time at his house ended.
Case in point, he asked me this morning why I still can't drive at 22. At that, I felt my blood boil.
Even ignoring the fact that him and my Mom did not allow me to do so much earlier in life (which I still hold them in resentful contempt for), he still has a flawed understanding of my ADHD and Autism. Even one of those makes it nigh-impossible as it is to do anything outside my immediate sphere of concern; Both together is even more herculean due to their inherently contradictory nature.
Moving on from that, we have his flawed understanding of why I moved out. More to that point, we have his desire even to control me from beyond his borders.
It's like, a bigger reason I moved out was because I simply couldn't take the bullshit anymore. Namely, I couldn't stand the fact that he not only had me doing shit around the house every waking hour of every day, but even had a two-tier system as to how he did it, with me doing 90% and my sisters doing 10%, if that.
In short, I was unjustly treated like an underclass during his reign, and in many ways, that detestable treatment his persisted well after my time at his house ended.
