Why i hate my dad so much ( vent, warning: very disturbing)

I don't know how to start this but my dad isnt the nicest personne in the world, He's racist, Sexist , fatphobic,maybe homophobic (idk its not clear). I dont know why but since i was little my dad would always be scared of my showing my body and he would scolled me if i tried wearing a t shirt that show me belly a little, at a young age he started telling (more like yelling) me about "comfert women" and how men kidnap children and send them to Romania where they get "used". I WAS 11. For everyday since iv hit puberty my dad as been saying that i was fat, and that the pimples on my face (barly noticible) made me hidious. Today i wanted to buy clothes online bc all the clothes i have are not of my taste anymore when i asked my dad for my credit card he was like "WHYYY DO U WANNA BUY WINTER CLOTHESSS ITS SUNNYY OUTSIDE YOU IDIOT" (ouch ik) i told him i didnt care and i still wanted the clothes (it was two hoodies and cool jeans) He started saying "WELL YOU ALREADY HAVE ALOT OF CLOTHES THOW ALL OF THOSE OUT IF YOU WANT THOSE" and i said "ok amma just thow away the ones i dont like" when i said that he started taking all my clothes and throwing them at me (it hurt kinda), i ignored it and started seperating the clothes i liked and wanted to keep and the ones i didnt like,after that he said "lemme take a look at the clothes you want to throw away" and got mad at me bc to him some of the shirts i had were "still new", they were not. So finnaly he lets me take my card after alot of scolding and telling me im still an idiot for buying hoodies in summer and big old jeans  and my payment was refused wich was scary to see but my acc was full and none of the info was wrong,i tried on another website and it worked tho, i didnt get my jeans or hoodies yet, ill try again now since he screamed at me that i can keep my card :)