Growing up hiding yourself from everyone

So I was not raised like most girls I was not daddy’s princess or baby girl he didn’t do tea parties never learned to braid hair nothing like that wasn’t a very affectionate man but he loved me and he did the best he could wich I think is a good job bc I’m honestly okay with myself and I have morals still able to like myself is success in my opinion. But I was daddy’s little girl as expected, but dad has always to this day called me child as his nickname for me like that’s his way of showing his love and affection child is his name to call me from the heart and to me that means the world but I was raised like a boy and I was spoiled by him untill I went back to mom’s house then shit was no longer like that I walked a much straighter line but not one person believed me when I confessed about hearing things said or seeing things or a conversation I had with them that didn’t happen instead of noticing those things I was labeled a liar and I learned how to hide and play off my reactions to my delusional moments and I talked to myself alot