I currently live with my father. We live in a two family house he owns, we live in the basement and my sister lives on the first floor with her boyfriend and the second floor is rented to tenants. I recently started paying rent for my room, more so as an act of symbolism expressing my independence( as im 31 years old) and so that i can call it my place as opposed to saying i live with my father. Our relationship has dramatically improved over the years, although we dont have much of an emotional relationship. I know he loves me although I honestly cant remember the last time he said it to me. We coexist and give him a ride to work in the mornings on my way to work. I usually feel ok around him although he can be sometimes be rude or blunt and quickly get under my skin. For context im normally very mellow and easy going and i dont let people get to me, but my father is the only person that can get to me with a few words. Thankfully it hasnt happened recently, as far as i can remember anyway