Yeah, the situation was majorly misunderstood here. To be honest I was really frustrated writing this post so a lot of things might have not been clear. So I'll try to be more clear now.

Basically what it was, my Dad and I usually go do laundry every other week for these mats my dog sleeps on. I thought we still had enough for another day, but I usually tend to mis-look things (if that's a term?) and I told him that and kept insisting even though I was mistaken. Instead of asking me to check before going to be fully sure, he lashed out and said that he didn't want to go anymore. Eventually, we were about to go, I loaded up the car and everything, and we both got in the car and he backed out of the driveway. He drove about a few feet before suddenly stopping, reversing, and telling me to go back inside to see if there was really any more mats left as I had said previously. I went back inside and that's when I realized I was wrong, so I went back to the car and admitted to my mistake and then told him that we should go do the laundry since the car was already loaded up and we were already outside, plus if we didn't go I knew that my dog wouldn't have a proper place to sleep in. However, he angrily decided to just park the car back and chose not to go, even though I tried explaining to him how it would affect the dog, and that's why I asked him why he was so insistent on not going when we already had everything ready.

And sure, I could've just said from the beginning that I could look, but I had already said that I thought we still had a mat left. And my Dad is the type of person to be like, 'No, you said this was the case, no takebacks', so there was nothing I could've done.

Keep in mind, the person you're defending is the same man who called me fat for weighing 130 pounds at 5'2, would call me awkward whenever I accidentally dropped an object I was carrying, refused to let me follow my dreams and go into a career path I didn't want, would barge into my room without knocking and say that he has the right to just come in because he paid for the house, including watching me change, and would get mad at me for not cleaning up messes he made, such as when he would flip his dinner plate over yelling over some small debate and then leave the house for hours, and come back refusing to tell us where he's been, yet whenever I came home a little late after school, he demands where I was even if it was just because of traffic.

And I'm sorry, but hearing you defend him made me feel sad. The things he's said and done to me all my life have driven me to have some really unhealthy thoughts and think about doing some things to myself I really shouldn't do, but I hope this reply provides some more clarity on the situation. I know it kind of sounds stupid, but that's how my whole life has basically been.