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Input: Throwaway account.

I'm a daughter to a slob of a man.
He never wants to clean, he just sits on his ass all day watching TV, getting fatter by the second. My mom is fed up with him lately for not doing his part in the house and so am I. 

My dad is unemployed right now because he is now an elder. He also has a heart problem due to years of unhealthy eating. My mom still works to support us and asks me and him to take care of the house, simple things like vacuuming, remove hair from the sofa, dust and wipe objects, etc. My dad never does anything. I see him just sitting on the sofa all day, not moving, falling asleep with dribbles of old sauce on his shirt. It's fucked up of me to say it but it's disgusting.

I'm sick of his behavior. He constantly asks me for food whenever I'm cooking lunch and dinner. I don't mind feeding him, but he will demand it sometimes so I refuse. Like earlier today, I was cooking lunch and he asked me for a dish. He ate earlier so I refused to give him a dish until later. He grew angry and told me I was being disrespectful and rude. He proclaimed that I was starving him to death and that I was supposed to a pride and joy that he can be proud of. I admit that I yelled at him to shut up and that I refused to make him food. He called me an ungrateful child and said while he worked, he would slave all day in the office, getting shit on and that he paid everything for me and that I never appreciate the way he handled stress everyday. 

He said "you don't see what I do for you each day and how unfair it is to add more things to deal with in my life. But it's not your fault. It's my own fault that I chose to have you." Then he went back to watching his shows and told me to stay quiet.

I admit, I do feel guilty about what happened and I was wrong for lashing out. I just fucking hate how he never does what he's told. He just watches TV and asks me to turn on a show for him, fix the remote, then he just sits on the sofa, eyes glazed over. I'm mad cause he never listens to anyone.

hating my fat slob of a dad