I'm a 20 year old male. I haven't cried since 2009, although I've come close to it. I'm a Indian, Sikh descent so our family tend to be relatively close. In our culture coupled tend to divorce less and tend to endure the suffering in the relationship because of the status symbol preservation. I've never told this to anyone so this is kind of therapy for me.

My dad suffered from OCD or something where he kept washing his hands and thought things were dirty. If I came from the outside I was "dirty" and has to shower, if I forgot to do that and sat on the sofa, now the sofa was dirty. Because of this I was never able to freely able to have a close relationship with my dad. He also had a bias towards his side of the family being "clean" so that straight up pissed me off. He also had anger management issues to the point where he'd beat my mom and at one point (I was 13) I had to come in and knock him out. I still loved him more than anything. My parents separated after 09. When he broke all the glassware in the house, beat my mom to assert his dominance. My mom called the police and he was taken away for a few days to calm him down. We then talked him into going to India. Where we suggest he stay until he is "normal". We moved to a different city and he randomly came back to the country went to our old house and then called us asking where we are. We knew he hasn't changed as it had only been a month. So he went back and threatened to get a divorce and get remarried (in our culture that is pretty bad).

I cried in 10 because my dad got a divorce and remarried. He in the hurry of getting remarried forgot to get the custody of my little sister. And when asked why he didn't even try to get it he stated "I can make new ones, they old ones can go to hell".

I haven't cried since then, even though deep down I might still have feelings for him, I don't think I'd cry if he died tomorrow.