Here's the background. My mom passed away October 2005 of ovarian cancer, my sister was 14 at the time and I am out of hte house, so it was just her and my dad. Right after mom passed away I just knew my dad was never a parent and that he wouldn't start now. He was always my dad, not my father, if you catch what I mean.
About a month after my mom passed away my dad basically started dating an old friend occasionally. I didn't really care. I am a huge believer of live and let live.. and that you don't know what you would do until you're in that situation.
I didn't feel the usual resentment you always hear that kids have about the new girlfriend. It really didn't bother me much. The only thing that bothered me, is that it was just like rebounding, and that my dad hadn't taken time to grieve and move on in that sense. I knew that would be a bad thing for him in the long run mentally.
My dad is an alcoholic. I have always known him to be an alcoholic. He isn't a violent drunk. But there is no reasoning with him, and since he's drunk often, it makes it hard to talk to him and actually have him listen and understand.
But anyway, at first things went well. My dad and sister went to Florida on vacation in January. Around the same time he started seeing his girlfriend more often. About a month later I got the first tear filled phone call, and then after that the tears didn't stop for the next 2 and a half years.
My mom's brother came to the house and took a handgun he had given my mother as a gift 20 years ago when she was afraid to be home by herself, and some old coins that my mom had that her parents gave her.
When the gun and coins went missing, my dad immediately, for reasons unknown, blamed my sister. And told her how does he know she didn't take it and was going to shoot people at school, like he thought she was crazy. And he fought with her and asked her where the gun was for months. Especially when he was drunk.
That was where it started, and it went on and on. My dad spent the next 8 months blaming her for everything that he lost or couldn't find, saying "just like you took the gun". And even when he found the things and realized it wasn't her fault, he never apologized. I'm sure this is part of him drinking all the time and realizing on some level he isn't in good control of his world.
Their relationship deterioriated to hell. Then about 2 days after school started in 2006, they got in a fight because my dad accused her of either her or her friends taking a bottle of rum that he couldn't find. My sister has not, and will not ever drink alcohol, she is dead set against it. He found the rum 10 minutes later where he had put it.
Never apologized, I got another tear filled phone call, and I brought her to my home, and she lived here for a year and a half.
And all the while, my dad talked to me on the phone, saying "she needs to accept that I'm with Cindy, she needs to accept my life, I don't have much time left" All he wanted to do, was blame their relationship going to hell on my sister. Saying she just didn't like his girlfriend, when that isn't what happened at all, what started it was the situation with blaming her for the gun missing, and then not letting it go, and harping on her about it and repeating it over and over again.
But that's not how he wanted to look at things, it took me that entire year and a half that my sister was living here to get that to completely stop, and for him to admit and realize fully that he was wrong.
Not to mention, in June of 07 I was pregnant with my first son, and I woke up one morning to my dad, and his girlfriend screaming on my answering machine that my sister stole their dog and they were going to have her arrested. Screaming, cussing, carrying on on my answering machine. My sister had finally gotten to go to the house and get some of stuff she had been putting off getting for months. My grandmother came to the house after my sister left, called for the dog, and because it didn't come to her, she called my dad and said my sister must've stole the dog.
And he immediately went back into the mindset like he had with the gun. Him blaming my sister and I was listening to his girlfriend in the background going "THAT F-IN B**** IS GOING TO JAIL, IF THAT DOG IS HURT ILL F-IN KILL HER" etc it was the first time I screamed at my dad and told him "go ahead and keep listening to that psycho instead of thinking rationally". It was the first time I EVER said ANYTHING like that about his girlfriend. When they got home, the dog had been hiding behind the couch and my grandmother had told my dad she looked everywhere.
My sister moved back in with our dad in January.
Things were ok for awhile.
2 months ago my dad called me telling me he was done with his girlfriend, that she beat him up for no reason, he did nothing, he had bruises and scratches. And he also said that it wasn't the first time, he's like "it happens over and over again and I'm done with the excuses, there's no excuse." That was the first I heard that my dad was being physically abused by this woman. She is apparently a violent drunk.
They of course, as I knew would happen, got back together. It was about the 5th time he told me they broke up. so I knew it would happen.
This past Saturday I went down to have a family cook out with everyone. My sister was out hanging out with everyone, which she used to stay in the house all the time. I could see she was making an effort to get along dad and his girlfriend both.
And all day I wanted to talk to my dad's girlfriend, and tell her how her comments are hurtful and offensive. I've kept my mouth shut every time I've been around her at the urging of my husband. It is the only problem I've had with her. She always says things like "Wow you look like you lost weight..." then a little later "Why don't you get off your a** every once and awhile and go for a hike, it's good for you" "Your sister plays those video games too much, she's living in a fantasy world, why doesn't she go outside or something" not to mention when she talks about my mom so negatively like the story she told Saturday about the time her and another friend of my dad's came to visit and my mom didn't want him to go with them for whatever reason, and this woman screamed at dad from the driveway "Bill, why don't you get a f-ing divorce!" Great story to tell your boyfriend's daughters I guess.
She may claim to have some sort of benevolent agenda when she tells us to get off our a** because she thinks she's trying to help us live our lives better or whatever, but what it comes off as, is the way I live is great, and the way you live is crap, and you should really change and be like me.
If I had sat there while they were all getting drunk and trying to have a good time, and said "Ya know, you really shouldn't drink, it makes you act stupid, and you're no doubt killing your liver" etc and things like it all day, his girlfriend would've told me, if you don't like it, you can leave.
But now I am kicking myself for not saying something to her about her offensive comments. I really wish I would've, because that night, all the things she said to me all day about my sister living in a fantasy world, and how she should go outside and get off her a**, she decided to go in the house while my sister was playing a game, and say those things while sitting there in the room with my dad. "She's this" "She's that" And my sister said to her "It's rude to talk about someone in third person like they're not in the room." And she preceded to say "Why don't you talk to us, we're just trying to be your friend" etc My sister got upset, asked them to leave if they were just going to sit there talking about her, and turned up her music. Why should my sister want to talk to them while they're drunk besides?
So the story I get from my sister is that at that point my dad's girlfriend got up and called her a rude b**** and started pushing her about the shoulders toward her bedroom, and told her "if you don't want to talk to us, why don't you get out". My sister pushed her off her, ran into her room was chased by my dad's girlfriend, my sister grabbed some sort of weapon, and threatened her with it to get her away and out of her room, and then they wrestled my sister to the ground and took the weapon, telling her she needs help and is F-ed up in the head, my sister got away, took the phone, ran out the back door, called the neighbor, and had them come get her.
My dad told me a different story when he was alone that my sister threw the first physical hit. Then his girlfriend told me another different version, and when I told her I don't know who to believe because I heard 4 different stories, and she started repeating her story trying to convince me, I asked her calmly, I said "Cindy, stop" And her response was to scream at the top of her lungs in my ear and hang up the phone. I called back and my dad screamed at me that he just wants the 2 of us (his daughters) to leave him the F alone and let him live his life.
And then I called back and told her that next time she abuses my father, I'll call the cops, and that I know she'll do it again. And I'm sure that was the first she knew that I knew about the abuse, because my dad called me later saying she broke up with him and I ruined his happiness. They'll be back together in a week.
So this morning I decided, I've spent 2 and a half years crying and dealing with this, I am done. Supposedly my dad is finally getting family counseling for him and my sister, though I've been pushing him to do it for over 2 years, and I'm sure the reason he put it off is because he knows they are going to tell him that he needs to stop drinking all the time.
I don't even know if it will actually happen, but at this point I just feel like I should gracefully say F you and concentrate on the wonderful family I have here in my home, however small it is. I've done nothing but try to get everyone to get along, and I've got nothing but told I'm the bad guy, and that I just don't like his girlfriend, and that both me and my sister aren't right in the head, while she beats up him and EVEN his daughter. It's a lost cause, and I feel like I need to do this for my well being.
My dad has been selfish all along, it's time I am selfish.