One of the reasons I suck at math was because my stepfather told me I was stupid every time I asked for help with homework. Those words still echo in my head today and never engaged in school because of it.
He's also the reason I have fear of conflict as he would beat me and my mom up.
I'm so fucking glad he died of lung cancer and choked on his last breath. I just wished I could have stood by the side of his death bed and laugh straight in his face for every failing gasp.