I remember being 12 or 13, being sent to my room and waiting for my dad to come in and beat me.
He walked in and I told him if he hit me, I was coming back at him and while he could probably beat me pretty good, he was gonna find out how strong my skinny ass was. He walked out and I never got in that scenario again.
My dad and I had a decent relationship after I lived away from home for 8 or 9 years.
