My “Dad” doesn’t know I have a kid.

I am 24(f) and have a 2 month old. I haven’t talked to my sperm donor or whatever you call them who you don’t consider a dad. Nine years ago, I went no contact with my dad. I’ve hated him since I was five years old because he always had this resentment towards me. My mom used to tell me that even before I turned five, he would do things to me that I would always forgive him for. When I was three years old, he wasn’t watching me, and I almost fell down a flight of stairs; it was caught on camera. At five, when my mom kicked him out of the house, he came back and shoved all the drawings I had made for him through the window while my mom was sleeping, telling me, “Mommy doesn’t want Daddy to see you anymore.” I was devastated because I knew my mom wasn’t like that, even at that young age. That was the last time I ever made him anything because I realized he would manipulate and gaslight me if he didn’t get his way. He often put me in the middle of fights between him and my mom when he wasn’t getting his way. Even as a child, I understood he was a bad person. He has a victim mindset and makes people believe he’s always the victim. It was especially hard when he started bullying me after I came home from school, where I was already being bullied by other kids. Whenever my mom wasn’t around, he would harass me. I could never be left alone with him.

I’m also a nudist; I’ve preferred being without clothes since I was a baby, and I’m allergic to certain fabrics, so it works out. When I hit puberty, my mom told me I could only be naked in my room, which wasn’t a big deal since I was always in there anyway. However, my dad kept coming into my room, and I would yell at him. My mom would storm up to him and say, “Why are you opening her door? She is a teenager and hitting puberty.” He would reply, “I’m her dad. She shouldn’t be shutting the door,” which led to more fights. Eventually, I started locking my door, but that wasn’t allowed because I had been suicidal, and he would try to come into my room when it was locked. He would then snitch on me to my mom.

When I was around 13 or 14, my mom was teaching me how to wrestle, and my dad wanted to join in. He’s a weak person—an eight-year-old could easily defeat him. One day, after I was beating him in wrestling, he decided to grab my chest. That was the last time I ever touched him, and I never told my mom about it because I felt disgusted.

On Facebook, I saw him commenting on a girl from my school’s page. I was friends with her, and she was going to a party with her family. He commented under her picture, “Ooh, you’re hot,” and I replied, “She’s my age.” He instantly deleted his comment.

In 2016, when I was 16, I was watching Family Guy with the TV volume set to 17. He came at me, saying, “The volume is too high.” We had an old TV that you could barely hear, and he raised his hand as if he was going to hit me. I got in his face and said, “Hit me… I dare you.” He started calling me names, and I ran away, looking for my mom in another county. This wasn’t the first time I had run away to escape him. Eventually, when my sister told my mom she didn’t want him around, my mom kicked him out and took him to court. The court allowed me to decide what I wanted, and I told them I never wanted to see him again.

But it didn’t stop there. He tried to get my sister out of school, intending to take her to his home, where his brother is a predator. One time, I was working for the township and didn’t realize he was stalking me until he showed up at my job. I was working with kids, and he came to create drama. Thankfully, my mom was there; her intuition told her to be present (she has a restraining order against him). At my job, he tried to talk to me, but he couldn’t because my mom was right beside me. I don’t want to talk to him at all.

Now, in 2024, I have my child, and he took my mom to court, claiming she overpaid him for child support and that he wants to talk to my sister and me. We have already told him we never want to talk to him. I’ve privatized all my accounts, deleted multiple social media profiles, and essentially gone off the radar to keep him from seeing anything about my child. I’m afraid he will try to pursue grandparent rights. I don’t want him anywhere near my kid. This is just the tip of the iceberg. He has done so much to me that I feel threatened whenever I hear his name. Recently, he had someone contact my sister, saying he’s struggling right now. This person doesn’t know my dad or what he has done to me. The last thing I want to mention is that he favors my sister a lot; it often felt like I wasn’t even his child. My little sister and I have checked, and we are blood relatives.

How can I prevent him from trying to claim grandparent rights if he finds out about my child? My dad is that petty, and the only reason he would pursue grandparent rights is to get close to my mom and tell me that she’s brainwashing me. This is something I genuinely fear.

And I honestly hate that I have to keep off the radar, can’t share pics of my baby because of evil in some people.