My father was a pedant and a bully who cared about nobody, and I was not to see him until I was eighteen.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My father was a mean, controlling and manipulative person for most of his life. He was unpredictable and unstable.
My dad instilled in me a great sense of humor. I wasn't bullied at school because my outward attitude was confident, and that helps.
My dad was a very violent, frightening and dangerous guy. Next to him, I was this vague kind of kid who walked around, as I still do, gathering impressions.
My father had a very violent temper, and he was never home. So I was kind of a mama's boy.
My dad died of a heart attack when I was 15. I was bullied mercilessly in middle school. I went through a divorce - those not-so-great things are all a part of me, and they give me a place to go when I cover those stories on the news. I'm more empathetic, more relatable because of them.
My father was a mean, controlling and manipulative person for most of his life. He was unpredictable and unstable. As a result, the atmosphere of our home was super-charged with fear because you never knew if what you did would make him mad or not.
I was bullied a lot as a kid.
As a unique person, I was bullied badly as a teen.
When I was a kid, I thought my dad was a little bit harsh with me at times. Sometimes I needed an arm around me instead of my dad telling me what I did wrong, but it obviously worked.
My father was not a bully. I almost never heard him raise his voice to anybody.