why cant i run my own life? my dads freaking out on me. just finished yelling at me. i dont understand him. before i went over to B's for dinner tonight he gave this lecture on sex and how i shouldnt do it and all this crap. little does he know, I cant right now. well..i could...but i think itd be kind of gross went to B's ate an awesome fillet minion dinner cooked by him went upstairs and was watching family guy, when all of sudden i hear my voicemail going off on my phone downstairs. so i rush down there, i have a voicemail and a text from my dad telling me to come home (this is at 9:20...i got to B's at 7). so i go say bye to Brian and put on my shoes, run out to my car, start my car, and as im picking up the phone to call dad, it rings again and its him. i get home and he starts yelling at me, basically telling him that im avoiding him and he was a few seconds away from coming and looking for me. i honestly dont understand it. two weeks ago, everything was okay. but here i am, a 20 year old adult, constantly answering to daddy. i cant take it. i looked forward to tonight, now im sitting here crying. i need to move out for my own health. i cant take this shit anymore.