Posted 8/1/2016 6:56 PM (GMT 0)
Hi Family,
This morning I went in for a normal mole/freckle/skin check up at my dermatologist. I've had a freckle on my foot for as long as I can remember and each time I've gone they've dismissed it as being completely benign and nothing to worry about. Today, though, they noticed it had grown quite a bit so the doctor made a call to take it out and biopsy it. Melanoma runs in my family so of course I'm a little worried... but she does thing it's benign. So, finger's crossed.
Secondly, Saturday night was a party I threw for my dad's 60th birthday. He is a raging alcoholic and drug addict (who won't admit to his problem although he tells people he's sober and works a program) and also has a bit of undiagnosed mental illness (rage, restlesness, extreme anxiety, isolation, etc.) I'd be here for hours if I typed out every bit. Anyway, I organized to have a bunch of family come in town for his day. I got him a cake, picked up food, balloons and the like. I knew it would be a stressful night but I was hoping things would stay calm. I overheard him talking to my girlfriend about my mother, and the things that he was saying were vile. That my mother is wicked, ungodly, a b****, has an ugly heart, and that day by day I become more and more like her. My parents have been divorced for over 10 years per the decision of my mom-- my father wanted to remain married but when one has dozens of affairs, why would you? As he went on and on, despite me trying to keep my cool, I lost it. I walked in and said "how dare you speak about my mom that way" and he raised his fists as if he were going to hit me. Then the whole fight escalated to profanity on both parts and me yelling at him at what a horrible father he's been, how he needs to seek help, and how I want nothing to do with him. Yes, these things were said in anger, but to be honest, I don't view him as my father anymore. For me, it's an obligatory love, that I really get nothing out of other than verbal abuse and clearly almost physical. I feel heartbroken, sad, but right now, angry. I'm meeting with a counselor on Wednesday to discuss this as well as a game plan for my boundaries. As of right now, I will not speak to him until he seeks proper treatment.