AITA for telling my dad he's the reason none of his kids talk to him anymore after he told me I'm wasting my "prime birthing years" to go into law school?

So my dad has always been the stereotypical Christian Conservative man. This is something that, although I don't agree with it at all, I have always tried to be respectful rather than constantly trying to fight and argue with him about his beliefs.

He's always been against college as a whole, viewing it as "expensive liberal indoctrination." he would constantly ask for what classes I was taking and would have meltdowns over "liberal" classes. When I told him that I was going to study Criminal Justice bold enough to say he wasn't happy.

Anyways, so flash forward to 3 months ago when I finally visited my family after not seeing them in person for 4 years, and I decided to bring my boyfriend along. The entire time of our stay, he kept asking about marriage and kids, and my boyfriend and I would keep bringing up how we plan on waiting a little bit until we're more financially stable, especially since we live in a city where everything is pretty expensive. On the last day of our trip, I planned on buying my parents a nice steak dinner and really tried pushing about me wanting to surprise them with some really good news, since I thought that just maybe me telling them I got into law school would make them proud of me.

We got there, and I told them. My dad, he went on a rant about how I need to reconsider since it's a long time to be in college, how my scholarships surely won't pay for this, how about me making more money than my boyfriend could make him look bad as a man, how "who will take care of your kids?" and then blowing up even more when my boyfriend mentioned how there's a lot of remote accounting jobs that he honestly would prefer doing over in person.

Then finally, the dreaded words, "Don't you think you're wasting your prime birthing years as a woman to do this? What if you can't have kids by the end of this? A female's body physically can't handle not having babies before her 30s; don't you think you should focus more on starting an actual family rather than chasing this fantasy? Look at you, you don't look like a lawyer. What if nobody hires you? Then what? You now won't have anything. Why can't you just focus on your actual future?"

Dead silence across the table. It's like my heart dropped to my stomach as he said that, and out of me at that rate, being so hurt because I genuinely had it in my head that maybe for a second he could look at my hard work and be proud of me, that I told him, "You're so fucking selfish and ignorant. You treat all your kids like they're less than you and then wonder why none of them talk to you. Maybe for once in your life, could you have at least pretended to care about someone other than yourself?"

Bold to say this resulted in him damn near yelling at me and my mom having to get him to go outside to have a smoke to calm down. I've been told by my mom that although she's proud that I stood up for myself, I could have been way nicer about it. So AITAH for saying what I said to my dad?

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this is written like a Degrassi episode for twenty somethings by someone who has never socialized with twenty—something’s or conservative Christians. they wouldn’t settle for only using these Johnny Come Lately manosphere talking points, they’ve got the O(t)G stuff.

middlesex county, Massachusetts for location.

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has anyone else dealt with these conditions and have any suggestions? I’m looking at the full face mask, F30i. Any other suggestions? Now that I’ve experienced real sleep with the CPAP I wanna make this shit work!

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I keep trying. I have chronic pain and don’t have a sleep position, the CPAP was supposed to help but hasn’t, if anything it’s had the opposite effect. I’m up all night and my sleep has been getting steadily worse for months. Ive been lurking and reading here and trying all the tactics i see and I’m miserable. I genuinely can’t do it anymore. I just had a huge panic attack because I feel like I’m being tortured. I wear it for hours awake and try to get used to it but it just keeps waking me up if I move even slightly, or triggering my occipital neuralgia with the straps on the back, or digging into my nose and irritating the tail of the trigeminal nerve with the upward pressure (yes, I have adjusted it. And then adjusted It. And then adjusted it again. And again. It’s basically my all night hobby).

When I did my test I was much heavier and my sleep apnea score was five, which I understood to be barely over the line. I want to sleep on my back so badly, it would help so much with my neck and shoulder issues but the cpap is making me feel pretty globally hopeless in an extreme way. I’m never going to sleep well, or even just okay. I feel like I should just give up on hoping I’ll ever feel better about anything.