Criticism
It's days like this when I really, really cannot wait to move out.
I thought that I my dad and I were having a playful conversation, where we tease each other and make jokes like I do with everyone. I am a very critical person by nature, so when I joke around I tend to play up and overemphasize that facet of my personality. Thus joking around results in a lot of teasing back and forth.
Apparently we were not having a playful conversation though, as my dad just gets up and leaves. When I ask what's wrong he tells me that he's sick of my criticizing everything he says or does. When I try to explain that I was joking around and apologize he just walks outside. As much as I love my father, he drives me absolutely insane.
He got pissed off at me yesterday for using the word 'facetious' (correctly, I might add), he told me that I sounded pretentious and that I always try to make everyone feel badly about themselves which is not true at all. I don't try to make people feel bad about themselves. I don't deliberately use large words to sound smarter than I am. If a word applies to a situation and describes something better than another and happens to be larger or less common i will use it. Not because it is larger but because it better describes what I'm trying to express.
Sometimes I don't understand why he can't just be proud of who I am. I love him despite all of the mean things he says to me, and the way he tries to hurt me when he's angry. So why can't he love me the way I am instead of always trying to change me?