I can't live here anymore. I live with my family and I'm at my breaking point. Nobody even did anything. It's my father. He exists, I hate him. I feel like my space is invaded by just being around him. He's always been an alcoholic. I was afraid of him when I was younger because of his temper. He hit my brothers and has always made abusive comments to me about my body. Whether it's "oooh you like nice today," if I wear a dress, or "you're fat," if I gain weight. He has made gross sexual comments to me, when I was in college. I'm 34 now and still live here and i can't handle it anymore. I gave him a card for fathers day that said I loved him. But i don't. I can deal with him sometimes, but he sits right by the door, and i have to get my keys and leave and I feel like it just invades y space to pass him. I hate my dad.