spoopy shit is SO fucking annoying

Ive thought of flying in mid air too. Earlier the wind was swaying like crazy. I felt somewhat happy of my surroundings when the trees were dancing, even though i knew that they were going to fall down. I realised this was the calmest moment i have ever experienced, Somehow it reminded me of those times where i was really afraid of my dad yelling at me. Every second he yells at my ears i felt like i would burst out of tears, it was so hard to hold back. Even thinking about it now made me tear a little my little. Its late night and i am the only one whos awake.

Short version: hello, spoopy shit here! Thinking of how my dad yells at me when hes angry made me a little sad and afraid. Even thinking of it now it made me cry alittle. Could you tell me what kind of feeling im feeling? Thank you!