Now Father's Day is official here and I already want out of it

Awful memory came up

(Trigger trigger trigger)

I was in our house, this was after mum had died, so it was just me and him. I don't know who had set it up, maybe it was me or him, but there were a couple of balloons and a banner that said Father's Day. I was there and I was playing with one of the bottles he left lying around, did that all the time.
Then he comes in the front door, it was obvious he was drunk. He kept yelling at me and I was so scared so I ran and I tried to hide around the sofa.
He followed me and he grabbed my collar and dragged me out... so I just said happy father's day to him, maybe I thought that would make him stop. He was laughing and he made me stand up so he could knock me down, and he beat me up and I can't say the rest

Memories, flashbacks, everything. I can still feel the burning and the scars stinging on my skin I didn't need this along with everything else today.