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I truly hate my family.

My dad.

The racist, homophobic, sexist, forced alpha that demands respect without giving any.

He thinks it's okay to say the N word, as long as it's not a black person.

He makes sexist jokes by the hour, he thinks trans people are just messed up in the head,

and everything LGBTQ issues the left indoctrination by the left.

He constantly goes through my diary, and my room, to the point where I made a fake diary.

I've set boundaries, like saying, please do not go through my stuff without asking.

And he said, it's my house, I will go through what I want.

He also went through my trash, like every time I threw something out.

He's so insecure about his masculinity, that he gets offended by anything that sets his

kids ahead of him.

My brother came out as gay, and since my brother went to school, all him and my mum have

said is that my brother is obsessed with labelling himself.

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