Mine too. I did get spanked a few times, but the yelling was almost daily.
My dad got mad and yelled at me about the stupidest things.
Example 1: I started taking swim lessons when I was 5. The lessons were at a family friend's home because they had an indoor pool. They also had one of those couches that shaped like an L. I had new seen one before. Being only 5, I thought it was the coolest thing ever. I was telling my dad about it when I made the comment "I wish we could have a couch like that." My dad started screaming at me about how we can't afford a couch like that and how we have no where to put it. I never expected my parents to run out and buy one. My mom had to intervene to get him to stop screaming.
Example 2: I don't like showers. I prefer to take a bath. When I became a teenager, my dad was furious that I was still taking baths. According to him, baths are for kids. Adults only take showers. One night my dad forced me to take a shower instead of a bath. The next morning I was woken up by him screaming at me because I moved the shower head. I never took a shower again. If he was going to scream at me no matter what I did, I was going to do what I wanted.
Example 3: My dad was diagnosed with Parkinson's disease. I had no choice but to continue to live at home as an adult because my mom needed help caring for him. Much to my dad's dismay, I'm an adult toy collector. One of my collections is American Girl dolls. On the day one of my orders came in the mail, I was sitting there taking the outfits and accessories out of their boxes. Dad was sitting in his chair watching some science show on tv. We were both minding our own business. I was changing one of my dolls into her new dress when, out of nowhere, my dad screams "I wish you'd start acting like a 30 year old!" By the age of 30 I was done with his unreasonable anger. All I could do was ignore him.
The screaming did affect me. When I was little, I cried a lot. There were a few times when all dad had to do was look at me and I'd start bawling. He had this scowl on his face and I assumed he was going to start yelling. He hadn't been planning on yelling at me, he was just tried. I know it hurt my dad's feelings when I did that. But by then he had trained me to expect the yelling. I eventually grew out of it.
When I became a teenager I started yelling back when he was being unreasonable. But then when I was in high school, my dad remembered my crying. He declared that I would never be able to hold down a job. The first time my boss yelled at me, I would start bawling and then I would get fired. He never said it, but I think my dad saw me as weak. If I can't take being screamed at daily, it's because I'm too weak.
So, you tell me. Was my dad's yelling abuse?