Hugs! I really hate my job. I need it though, sigh. And I feel like my parents are upset at my new found confidence.

When they picked me up from the airport, my father seriously told me that he had expected that I contact him first rather than my partner "because I'm more important". He was really insistent in wanting to know who I contacted and in what order.

I did contact him first but he didn't pick up his mobile, so him giving me crud later in the car feels unfair.
Yeah, I don't understand why they find it so amusing for them to either laugh at me for not knowing something, or berate me for not getting something perfect on the first go.

They seem to like my hurt expression, especially my father. That grin on his face with his laugh...This anger is new to me. I wanted to wipe it off his face with a punch rather than self-harm, which is new.

But then he also punches my brothers "for fun" and gets mad when they hit back. I think he's a...very unpleasant and petty man.

Thanks all of you for understanding, and the hugs, I really appreciate the support here

This trip has changed me, I feel. I no longer fear I will not survive outside of the parental house. I think my father senses this because he's finding all the little trivial things to mock me about, or to laugh in my face about, or to lecture / explain things to me about Norway (when he's seriously uninformed) about.