My entitled father demands that I not listen to the doctors who are about to perform surgery on my ankle,

claiming that he knows better than them and that they are only trying to ruin my life.

And I am so annoyed at his existence and I honestly can't wait to finally cut him off.

Here's what happened. So for a bit of context, in a couple of weeks, I'll be having an ankle fusion.

I've been having extreme pain

in my ankle for quite a while, and in the last few years, it has gotten worse and worse, and

the orthopedic doctor has decided on an ankle fusion. The game plan is for me to stay a few

nights in the hospital, and about two weeks at a physical rehabilitation facility to help me

learn how to use a walker. I also have a bleeding

disorder, which requires some staying in the hospital, and they decided rehabilitation would be good

since I live alone. And as for the walker, they decided that was better for me than crutches,

but I also have a wheelchair coming in as well. Everyone's hopeful about the procedure. I'm hopeful,

my mom's hopeful, my mom's hopeful,

my family's hopeful, my friends and my girlfriend are hopeful. The only one who isn't is my dad.

And by the way, the only reason I told him I was having surgery was because I thought it would

be better to just tell him instead of him getting even angrier for keeping the surgery a secret.

You see, he is very

anti-doctor, and in the last few years, has been going deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole of

alternative medicine. During the pandemic, he wanted to sign me up for this pyramid scheme,

involving pine needle tea to give me COVID immunity, and to cure me of my autism. And not too long ago, he sent a video from an alternative medicine lady who was talking about

how no processed sugar and no gluten will suddenly just cure my autism.

In fact, he's been very persistent that I'll be a better person for the world overall if my

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