Damn, your dad sounds like my grandparents. They pretty much raised me and consider me one of their kids rather than a grandchild, so I don't get any of the grandkid leeway...which means that no job I ever have is good enough, nobody I date is good enough (back when they were young, a man could support a woman with just him working, and that's what they want for me. They don't realize that nowadays it takes two), I also "tear up my car" by, apparantly, putting lots of books, all of which I'm reading, in the backseat...to them, a messy car is a torn-up car....but they were unbelieveably proud when I graduated college....
Anyway, no matter how much it aggravates me, I just nod and say, "yeah, I know" or "ok"....I realize that they're just concerned about me. Yeah, the way they do it is aggravating as hell, but I know they're doing it because they love me, and because they grew up in a different era, they don't know any other way to really show concern and affection. It comes out as criticism.
Now, I don't know what your father's motivation is, but I do realize that no matter what it is, it's making your life difficult. I don't live with my grandparents anymore, but I remember how aggravating it was. I can't tell you how to deal with it, but I can say that babe, I feel yer pain....
Sidhe
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