Hello everyone, this is my first post on this forum and let me just say, thank goodness these forums are around, they are very helpful.
So, as you can see from the title of this post, my father is an alcoholic. I'm a 21 year old woman and I am in the middle of finishing college and graduating. I am ecstatic about finding a job and entering the world field, but this just stresses me out to no extent.
For the last, I'd like to say, 6 years of my life my father has probably exceeded 50 drinks a week. He has an amazing job which in turn is lenient on his attendance; he never really goes to work. Instead, he visits a bar at least every other day. I mean, the people at this bar are all in the same boat. They all drink, every day, probably more than him. My mother loves to work out, eat healthy and have a casual drink once or twice a week. They are completely different people. My dad does nothing, and I mean nothing, other than drink, play pool and darts, and sings drunken karaoke.
He's unbelievably controlling. He hates that my mom does things without him and that she's independent. When she started yoga a few years ago, he said to her "don't bring that sh*t into my house" like it was some horrid satanic act. He won't let her get a job, he won't let her see her friends, he hates when she doesn't go to the bar with him, and he most definitely hates when she tells him she doesn't want to drink like he does.
He can't handle spending time with my mom and I, let alone my sister who was smart enough to move out as soon as possible. We are nothing to him. Even last night, he said he would be home to help cook dinner at 6:30 and we ended up eating at 9:00 after he swore and promised he'd be home. When my mom gets upset about things like that he loses his mind. He's extremely abusive, mentally. He has the attitude that if he knew I was writing this right now, he'd be appalled and floored and think he is the glue that holds us together. He would be so angry that I would even think this about him, then he'd get mad at my mother thinking she put these thoughts into my head, (I think he thinks I'm a child.)
He often talks about how he's going to die soon, "anyway." He's 53 and is friends with people who are in their 70's, who also drink a significant amount. He's tired of his life. He blames a lot of it on my sister who left at 19 because she couldn't handle his anger. He never used to drink, and even then he'd punch walls when they'd get in arguments. He's striped my mom of anything she could ever have. She has no credentials, no money (because he gambled most of our money away,) and no confidence because he belittles her behind closed doors, and in front of people, and he's just made her feel like she's basically worthless. She's scared to leave him because she thinks she would have nothing.
That is just the background. I'd like to share a little story which happened a few months ago. I think this made me realize that we were dealing with a serious problem. My dad was obviously hammered, and he came home late for dinner like always. He didn't want to eat with us because he was angry at my mom (not sure why) so he went in their bedroom and slammed the door.
I slept with my mom on the couch that night. That was one thing he absolutely couldn't stand. He'd come out of the bedroom probably every fifteen minutes and trash talk. Saying I don't have to protect my mom from him and that it's just so funny and pathetic to see us like this. He forced her back into the bedroom eventually because she was scared and didn't know what to do. It made me seriously sick. I couldn't say anything, I was frozen. He was staring at me and I couldn't look at him. He genuinely scares me. I'm waiting for the day he snaps and lays a hand on either my mom, or me. It's even worse that he never spends time with any of us, but he'll go skating with someone elses' son who goes to the bar. I don't remember the last time we did something as a family. Are we really that bad? My sister has even bought him fun video games in attempt to distract him from drinking and he refuses to play them. It's just so sad.
I guess my question is... what do I do? How do I deal with this in a way that doesn't make me absolutely crazy? My mom and I have an amazing relationship. I want to take care of her but I am scared of him. If we ran away he'd come find us and laugh in our faces like this is all some joke. I'm scared for my mothers future and I don't want her to live like this. I will do anything for her.
Thanks.