My Father...the fool!

My dad can sometimes be so hurtful, he somehow always starts an arguement and blames me for doing it. He thinks he helps people by sounding like a general, news flash dad, it is not helping! For example; just about thirty minutes ago I was walking downstairs to get a glass of water, he follows me and sees a mop leading against the wall by the stairs and asks me why is it sitting there and what I would do with it. What an idiot! I wasn't even using the mop! And I was going to put it away since I was downstairs. But then my started treating me like a kid, and, as usual, never lets me have a word out, or finish my sentance. So, to get out of this as painless as possible, I just agree with him and went off to the kitchen. Oh but that doesn't end there. While I was just putting away some empty glasses and cups into the dishwasher, that were left next to the sink,  my dad comes in and asks me about the order my mom got and asks me if I could give them a hand with it.

See, my mom owns this business called "Lapis", we make stone pillers that have tea lights on top, they look like real candles but they are not. I help her out whenever I can since I am a full time college student.

I told him I do and I will, but then he yelled "HOW COULD YOU KNOW?! MOM IS TALKING TO THEM RIGHT NOW!"

My mom did tell me about the order earlier today, I just didn't know there was a new order.

Then out of the blue, we had an arguement, and it was his fault! I told I will help out. He leaves the kitchen, and then I just fell on my knees and cried. My mom came in and asked what was wrong, I told her what happened and as soon as she left I went to the bathroom, in the dark trying to calm down. When I came out, my dad looked at me like a freak. I could see he has a beer behind him on the table, obviously he has been drinking recently. I try to talk to him like an adult and explain to him that his attitude and the way he talks upset me and it doesn't help anyone. But he completely denied it, and finally I said to him..."You know what, forget, I give up with you." I left the kitchen, and up the stairs, and went into my room feeling depressed and hopeless.

I don't know whether he has ADD or not, but I do know this, I am so done with him and his attitude! How could I talk to him like an adult when he treats me like a child. I can't take it, sometimes I wish I could just...dissappear.