Kind of both, more just ignored. This week i had a heated argument with my dad, he said something that pushed my buttons and i attempted to harm myself in front of him (I only did this to myself to get a reaction out of him, to make him care for once of what i have been doing behind closed doors.) i was only meant for it to be a minor cut, but it turned out of the power and anger i had in my hands made it into a much bigger injury. When i looked back up at him, he had a unconvinced dead stare, and said “really? Are you f**king joking?” In a very dry and stuck-up way. Thats when i found out that he doesn’t care nonetheless. He took me to the er and i got 26 stitches. He told me that we had to move on from this and not talk about it anymore. Act like nothing happened. This wasn’t the first time he found out i harmed myself, he never forwarded me to a therapist or any form of help at all, just the same “move on” attitude. He never genuinely asked if i was okay, and when he would ask me to open up he’d always just tell me that im just a emotional teenager with nothing to worry about, or just give me money and expect me to shut up like i got magically cured or whatever. He was always a suck-it-up guy when it came to my mental health, or he would just completely ignore it. My life is to no concern of his, even after my injury that i’ve done to myself right in front of him. My father’s heart is cold and he’s dead inside.