This was on one of those list sites , so I knew the post would be old , but it made me think of the one experience I had with my father in a parentteacher conference . My parents broke up when I was 2 , lived with mom until 11 , when she got into drugs but she kept me innocent and sheltered to the point they had me on watch for asperger ' s and sent me to visit my dad , who I only had memories of visiting twice before in my short life . Fast forward 5 years , I have no idea where my mother is , my father had broken up with his girlfriend of 10 years blamed me 2 years before and was finally dusting himself off . Now during this time my aunts my dad ' s best friend and her partner essentially raised me . I spent all school holidays living on their couch . And when I was home , my father and I avoided each other . When he was better , I only saw my dad two daysweek , and we . did not get along . I could list all of the examples , but let ' s just say it bordered on emotional abuse . Anyway , all of these tumultuous changes , and I was going to a new school where I was being bullied , diagnosed with clinical depression , still oddly emotional and naive for my age , and missed school about oncemonth simply due to oversleeping . My aunts and my dad ' s new girlfriend who he was spending all his time with decided my missing school was my way of acting out , and there were probably a lot of other things going on that no one knew about because no one was ever around , so they bullied him into getting involved and going to a parentteacher conference my sophomore year . He spent the entire night grilling my teachers for dirt on me . It was like he wanted someone to say I had a behavior problem or they suspected I was on drugs . He already thought I smoked pot regularly because I was overweight and laugh a lot nervous tick , and dismissed my teachers as being as inattentive as he was because they had nothing negative to say about me . She ' s a great student , smart just . Unmotivated . The next time I saw my history teacher he asked me if I really lived with my father . Yes . But he ' s your stepdad ? No . So your mother couldn ' t come ? No mother . So you actually live alone with him ? How ? You ' re so smiley and sweet and he ' s . An asshole ? You said it , not me ! But seriously , how do you cohabitate ? Not well , Mr . Mendoza . Not well .