One of the many reasons I hate my father is that he gave me anxiety that I can’t seem to get rid of, and it worsens when I’m around him. He does everything by force, he can never calm down for anything, he’s always in a hurry and it’s almost always never necessary. There could be an outing scheduled for 4pm and by 1pm he’ll say he has changed his mind and start rushing everyone, only for us to get there and meet nobody. Many times, he hasn’t even called who he’s going to see. We’ll get there and they’ll be out of town. So what was the rush for. If I’m cooking, he’ll keep coming in the kitchen to stir the pot, like why is it taking so long. Whole time he’s not even eating the food, so what’s he rushing me for. If my mother took us to the park, 30 minutes later, he’s already calling. Now I can’t do anything without panicking, always feeling like I’m not fast enough. I’m always the first to arrive and first to leave. I just can’t relax. My mind is always racing.