No, I don't hate my family. I love them more than anything on this earth. I know why my dad is incapable of empathy or compassion/unconditional love - because he never got it. My parents divorced over it when I was nine. The only way he knows how to express himself is with anger, and when he sees me looking unhealthy, he gets angry and makes accusations instead of asking questions. Then ten minutes later he pretends like nothing happened. I'm just in a bad place today and need to get this sheet off my chest.