Dad was looking only for one thing in his life. Looking for what he never could get enough of. To be related to such a father who made life as miserable as hell for us, I could never be who I wanted to be. Dad did his best to stifle and deprive me of everything good. He molested and sexually tortured me and harassed me. He was always invading my privacy. He used his tyrannical, dictatorial, high position, up in the business world to get what he wanted. He used his power to prey on women, including me. In many ways, Dad was a complete, all round calculating, conniving, conspiring killer of my pride and dignity. He pretended to have an air of aristocracy; but he was despotic and tyrannical. I suffered through an amazing amount of brutality throughout my childhood years.