I know how bad the title sounds but please read it. This happened in August/September 2024 but I just need an outside opinion.

So I, 15 FtM and my father, 40M were 14 and 40 when this happened. (He's Turning 41 this year). I have known that I've liked boys and girls for as long as I can remember. Classmates, teachers, celebrities and even strangers that I spot in public. I'm cupioromantic (I think) but I've always had crushes. I was about 11 when I started to become dysphoric of my gender. I've always felt iffy about my body but then I started feeling that way about everything. I've lost friends because of it, I've been scrutinised, made fun of, bullied, teased, excluded, it's horrible. My father was born in the 80's and raised a Jehovah's Witness. He doesn't want to understand how I feel about myself (he's made that very clear) and makes no effort to make me feel better at all.

Back to the day it happened, I was about to head out to hang out with an old friend (It went horribly.) and I got ready an hour before. I was wandering about my house and my father was outside on the gazebo watching footy. I paid no mind to it and watched some lizards mess around in our garden. Y'know when your favourite team loses a goal? I guess that's what happened because he yelled "Oh come on you (insert f slur)!!!". I was shooketh. My sister and I are both queer and he's straighter than a 180 degree angle. My mood was sour for the rest of the evening and when I got home, I went out to the living room and said "Congrats on coming out." I was honestly about to shit myself because I'm scared of both of my parents.

He looked at me with a confused look and said "What?". I said it again and added "You can't say a slur if you're not the slur." He groaned and yelled at me. I can't remember exactly what he said, but he said "Get back in your box(?)!", "Don't speak to me that way!", "I'm your fucking father!" blah blah blah. I'm a huge crybaby though so I ran to my room and cried. He followed and basically said that I'm nothing but his property, he put a roof over my head and food in my stomach (wow, the bare minimum. how heroic.), he belittled me to nothing but a dumb child and said that he wished he convinced my mum to abort me. The first time he said that, I was 7 and he was drunk. He kinda just said that I'm a mistake and I wasn't a good choice. I obviously cried harder at that and he slammed my door so hard that one of my Lego Ninjago dragons almost fell off of my shelf (S2 Finale Overlord/Garmadon dragon is anyone's curious.)

My mum came in a few minutes later and sat beside me, comforting me and letting me cry. She asked what happened and I told her. She defended him by saying "Well back when we were teenagers, it wasn't really a slur, and he wasn't directing it at anyone so I don't know why you were offended." ... What. I was confused. Her husband said a slur. That he can't say. That 2 out of 3 of his kids fall under. And she defended him. I was reminded why I don't tell her things that happen between my father and I because she always sides with him, saying that they're a team. Well I thought that she would defend her youngest child, but noooooo, my grown ass father can do no wrong. I asked my doctor about it and she confirmed that I was in the right, but I still don't know for sure.

AITA?

Edit: I completely forgot to mention, he also threatened to kick me out over it lmao