My dad says I'm a bully.

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He asked me "Who are you talking too?"

"Nobody. I'm typing."

"Will you send me a facebook message?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because you don't even login so you won't read it."

He wanted to "fist bump" I told him no. He pushed it. I said no. He pushed. No. Push. Finally I yelled at him.

"NO!"

"Why???"

"Because it's lame!"

THEN he was making a phone call (He is a FREAKISHLY loud phone talker).

"Take the call in the other room."

"Fine. Geez. ....You're a bully."

.............................................. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Okay I'm done screaming virtually. He causes me so much stress ugh. Just I need to take my pills. I didn't take them yesterday. Mainly the antpsychotic (Also used for anger in people with autistic disorders). *goes to take pills* I need to relax. Can't wait till my mom wakes up and we leave to go grocery shopping. That'll give me some space from him.

It sounds like your Dad is mostly just trying to connect with you, and thats not a bad thing. The problem is he either doesn't know how to do it, or doesn't realize its a two-way street and has to adjust to your preferences too.

I would begin talking to him about it, about how to communicate. I think it would be sad to instead just cut him off or out. I don't know all the situation of course, but on the surface it may be you are fortunate that your father cares enough to try. Having a good relationship with parents is very important and enduring. But it takes work on both sides.

I apologize. I have to laugh. That sounds discouragingly similar to my children and myself. I don't do fist bumps (they are "lame") but I do want to be involved in their lives. Problem is, I don't know how, so I alienate them with my feeble, ignorant attempts. Of 5 children, only one willingly gives me hugs, a 2nd occasionally gives a hug. all feel that I have failed as a father for not being successfully employed all the time. Plus we are extremely different and they don't associate well with" different".
I hope you and your dad find "common ground" that you can both be comfortable with and will satisfy your dad's need for acceptance.

I agree with Toysoldier, although what you describe hardly warrants being called a bully.

I'm pretty big, and got that way at about age fourteen. From then on out, until I left two years later, my mother would tell me daily that I was a bully, she was afraid of me, and that is was only a matter of time before I killed or seriously hurt somebody.

I'm 51 now, and have yet to hurt another human being intentionally, but I still believed what my mother would tell me on some level until early New Year's Day morning of 2011, when I found myself in a situation where I could've committed a justifiable homicide; my finger was on the trigger, and ready to pull it. Though I took a chance with my own safety, I chose not to, and am thrilled I didn't. It's a shame that it took that long to quit blaming myself for things I haven't done, and have no desire to do.

So, being much younger than me, my advice to you would be to take a hard look at your actions, see them for what they are, and let unjustified criticisms roll off of you like water off a duck's back--and, of course, learn from the justified criticism. If you're lucky, it's the last unjustified criticism you will ever hear, but I wouldn't count on it. It's part of life.

Good luck.