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That's an outburst. An hour ago I had a fight with my father, I'd been in anguish for days after he said that I need to stop doing the things I enjoy most, the things that make me happy, as if it were nothing. To understand better, I was born into a Christian family, my father has now found a fiancée and wants to live as an angel on earth and for him to be happy, I need to abandon the only things that made me happy in the worst moments of my life. For the first time I told him that in the midst of my anxiety attacks I couldn't ask for help, my family was in chaos, they only cared about church, there were only fights at home and I stayed alone, in my room, afraid because I didn't know what was happening to myself. I didn't want church, I wanted HELP. I'm very hurt by my father, I don't do anything, I just study, I stay at home, I study, I keep quiet, I don't go out at night, I don't drink, I don't have any vices, at least I remember the last time I went out to have fun? For him, me going to the movies, dancing, watching Korean culture is blasphemy to God, for him, the only things that make me happy are wrong. He's going to make me go to church tomorrow, talk to the pastor, a stranger, I don't want that, I've just told him I need help, I don't want that. I know it sounds silly, but... but... I don't know...