“Hey, what makes you so clumsy? I see why I have to beat you now and then to drive sense into your microscopic brain. You are truly a disgrace to my lineage, and I feel totally downtrodden every time I see you.”
My dad used to shout at me and flog me almost all the time I came across him. However much my mum did all her best to calm me and to try and make me happy I still found myself being hurt by the actions my dad did to me. I felt like puking every time I saw him, and my mum knew this. I cannot recall how many psychology sessions I had attended in an attempt to calm my anger towards him. Things got worse when the school bully used to make me do things I never imagined human beings could do to animals, let alone fellow human beings.