Why I can never like Regina/the evil queen?

First things first Regina fans please do not attack me just read then comment as long as you want.

Believe it or not I don’t hate her for what she did for all the fairy tale characters or couples or even the curse I really don’t, I don’t hate her for doing the things that she did, I completely understand why she did them. The love of her life was killed by her own crazy, freak show mother because of the only friend she had and trusted (yes snow was very young, but she was also Regina counted on) to make things worse she couldn’t grieve for him because they were a secret she never really deal with her lose and to top it off she was forced to marry the man that started all (yes I know he didn’t do anything) but her (Regina) mother made snow lose control of the horse….. Because she wanted her daughter marry the king.

So even though I HATE HATE what she did to my favorite character and couples of the fairy tale land and the others who were just casualties of her revenge/justice I understand, I’m not saying they deserve what happened to them or justify it in anyway, but her silent pain just grow throughout the years until it consumed her completely and nothing mattered to her except spreading that pain to anyone.

Nonetheless, I can never ever forgive her for killing her own father because nothing is worth killing your own father for nothing, her father was the only one there for her no matter what, understood why she was doing all the things she was doing I mean for god sakes she trapped Jefferson/mad hatter in wonder land took him away from his daughter to get her father back only to kill him in the end really?? The whole point of her revenge/justice is because she lost someone she loved and her revenge cost her the only person left that she loved who loved her back. So was really worth it?? By killing her father it says that Daniel dead or alive is more important than her father’s life, I mean I’m all for getting revenge/justice but not if it means losing the only person left in my life who loved unconditionally for someone who already is dead.