My dad pissed me off. He doesn't get mental illnesses. Long rant

He doesn't fully understand what's going on with me and I don't really tell him. He's like a firm type of person and mostly, he always this he's correct. When I prove him wrong by showing him actual proof of something, he'll just say "oh ok. I thought it was this other thing". So I don't like having conversations with him.

Anyways, this started because I usually take care of one of our dogs. We have a lot. I rent a room at my parents house and it's a joy to take care of the dogs. Ever since I moved to the room in the back, I started taking care of one dog because he likes the quiet and doesn't want to be with the rest of the dogs. He's very calm and old now.

But lately the dog has been scratching my door because he wants to go inside with my parents. It's because when I go to work, my mom takes him in her bed room and cuddles with him or he'll sleep on their bed.

So my dad was trying to give me advice. It's common sense but because he thinks he's smarter than everyone else, he thought I didn't know. He was basically trying to say that I should have the dog sleep on my bed and all that stuff. He's wise and when he was my age (I'm in my late 30s) he didn't think like he does now and didn't care about a lot of things. And this took the conversation to a different subject.

I told him I already know and the reason I don't have my dog sleep on my bed is because of my mental illness. He then basically said how many years ago humans did just fine without psychologists or medications and because people had no choice. That therapists and psychologists are too soft. He indirectly said I'm weak. I told him that I've been dealing with anxiety since I was 5 because that's when I noticed myself biting my finger nails. I haven't stopped since.

He said someone that is strong with overcome anything. That I bite my nails because I want to and because I don't stop. I told him things aren't that easy or simple. I did try to defend myself but gave up pretty quickly because it's useless. He kept bringing up how people in the past just toughed it out and moved on. I wasn't confrontational or anything like that either. But man, what a fucking idiot my dad is. That's why I don't like having conversations with him or ask him for advice.

I love my dogs. I wish I could pet and cuddle them. I have so much regret about one of my dogs that passed away a few months ago because I rarely pet him because of my contamination ocd. I used to pet him all the time and he'd sit with me watching TV. But for many years now I rarely pet them. My contamination ocd became more manageable a few years ago but then after I stopped taking medication, I went back to fearing contaminants, etc.

I just wanted to vent I guess. Im just glad my ocd isn't severe like it once was. I'm able to work and do many things (although with difficulties). So that's a win. I don't have the job I want. Having depression in the past prevented me from being able to get a better job. But I'm slowly trying to figure out how to obtain the skills and knowledge to get a better job. Not sure if I'll go back to school because I'm not a people person, I hate driving, and I have to continue working. I don't know what I want to do as a job either.

I probably do need an OCD therapist again. It helped a lot along with medication (which I did restart over a month ago). I got better before and I'm positive I'll get better again. Maybe I won't get rid of ocd completely but as long as it doesn't interfere with my life that much, I'll call that a victory.