So there was this family gathering at my dad's place, except in the dream he lived in a villa instead of an apartment.

For some reason he had these shelves on his driveway, and on the lowest shelf I found a revolver loaded with two bullets.

(note that guns are illegal in Sweden unless you have a hunting license, and even the they must be locked up)

I went over to him with it and asked him why the fuck he had a loaded gun within the reach of children, as my nieces and nephew (his grandkids) where there. "What if (nephew's name) or "niece's name) where to find it and think it's a toy?"

He just said that he had it for self defense and that he had another one in his night stand.

I said that I didn't care that he had guns even though it's illegal,but that having it loaded and on the lowest shelf was hugely irresponsible. I was super pissed with him, and he was angry with me for standing up to him I guess.

(he was way different than he is in real life)

So I took the two bullets out of the revolver and put them both on the highest shelf, and then said to my mother "I don't want to be here anymore, let's go home"

So yeah I basically decided to cut my dream dad out of my life for not following basic gun safety.