Childhood is not easy to sort out. For the longest time, I thought my childhood was normal. It is the only childhood I knew, so that must be normal, right? I first realized my normal wasn't normal when I opened up to a doctor and told them about an incident when I was about 5 years old. My doctor quickly told me that it wasn't normal. It was abuse. I feel like the more I reflect and learn to see my childhood from new perspectives, the more I see my childhood differently.

I'm glad your dad was there for you. His anger may have been more frustration at a situation rather than directed towards anyone.

I hope things get better for you soon.