What is the meanest thing anyone has ever done to you, but they liked as more than a friend?

Well I don't know if I can call this guy a friend but he was my father. I'm 26 now and he passed away in 2002. Back when I was in elementary school (grades kindergarten through 4th grade), he used to beat me with a belt or anything he could get his hands onto. I still have scars on my back and buttocks, that's how badly he beat me. And for what you ask, just for a problem that later got corrected in life. I had uncontrollable crying throughout my years in elementary. I couldn't help it, I would just cry for no apparent reason. I would get sent home with notes from the teacher saying that I disrupted class again with my crying. If my classmates and teacher only new what would happen later those evenings then maybe I would have had an easier time coming back to school the next morning.

Later in life, I learned to control the tears. I guess you could say that after 5 years of being beaten every single night, I finally figured that I was better off to keep away from everyone and just control my emotions. It was hard in the beginning. Right before I knew the tears would begin, I would try to think of something else even if it meant that I stopped paying attention to what the teacher was saying. I stopped talking to everyone I met. I pulled away from friends and family. From the 5th grade up until my Sophomore year in High School, I didn't make friends just so that I could spend time controlling myself. The friends that I did make for my last two years in High School were the kind that were considered more of classmate kind of friends than the ones that you spend time with outside of school.

Now that I have learned to control my emotions, every time I see a sad moment in life or something that makes you sad while you watch a movie or something on the news, I don't shed a tear. I guess after awhile I just simply forgot what it meant to cry and now that I am all alone in life it is even harder to make friends or meet women. My years of pulling away from everyone just got me to become a stone cold hearted person who stopped caring about other people.

The guy I liked was being a total a-hole and I texted him one day apparently he wasn't in a good mood and he cussed me out I was like what=0 but I got to see how he really was before that he use to pick on me a lot but not anymore.