My dad has always been really aggressive with me. First of all I’m 16 and I would like to hear some of y’alls opinion on this story

Last night I just got out the shower. I went to my room to get dressed. I locked the door. My dad came to my door and said something. I told him I couldn’t hear him. He started beating on my door telling me not to ignore him. I said “I didn’t ignore you”. Then he made me open the door because I was “back talking” him. I wasn’t even dressed. All I had on was a towel. He starts taking off his belt and is hitting me with it while I’m naked with just a towel on. Later I told him it was wrong of him and he said he can do whatever he wants to me because he is my parent. I just think this situation is a little different. I wasn’t even being rude to him and he started hitting me with his belt while I was trying to get dressed. It made me very uncomfortable being undressed in this situation.

I don’t think I was in the wrong and I wasn’t trying to be a bad kid or anything. He told me he wished I was a better daughter but I try to be. He makes me feel like I’m not enough. I’m probably going to move out and live with my mom now. 🥺

Update***

I was in my room telling my mom to come get me. He came in my room and tried to see my phone I said no because I didn’t want him to see what I said. He took it and started reading it. I had some very personal things in there. Me and my mom are very close. I grabbed my phone from him and he kept fighting for it back. When I locked it he threw it on the ground and shattered it. It still worked the glass was just shattered. He told me to lay on the bed and started hitting me with his belt. Later he came back in and apologized and I apologized for that. He told me I was a demon though and I had a demon inside of me. He’s very religious and he really believes this I think. He made me go to work at our restaurant with my stepmom while he went to work. My mama had a tracker on my phone and she knows when I don’t talk to her I’m in trouble. She called the cops and made him give me my phone back. She then came and got me from the restaurant and called child services and I had to go to this building and talk to someone about it. She acted like she didn’t believe me and the woman was super rude. I just went to the cps place. My phone is cracked but not bad enough I can’t use it btw. Everything is gonna be okay but I didn’t like talking to the woman about it. I cried the whole time while she just looked at me weirdly. I know she’s just

doing her job but she just made me very uncomfortable. I’ve been to cps when I was little and they were nicer. They let me color and stuff and we’re super comfy to be around even though I could see a giant camera in the corner of the room.

My dad was there also and that made me very uncomfortable. I didn’t like being there with him. He wasn’t in the room obviously but he was in the waiting area