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I dont know if anyone has noticed, but the past week I've been gone from DU. It's been a terribly stressing week, and it's going to get a lot worse from what I've gathered this week from my mother. But I feel the need to write this, simply because I'm pained and I don't know what to do.
It's no secret that I've posted on DU over the years and have alluded to some serious and tragic issues within my family; both my parents are alcoholic and have mental illnesses; my mom is anxious and depressed to the point where she is heavily medicated (Xanax, Paxil, and alcohol) and my dad is maniac bi-polar with god knows what else.
Before I left for college almost 4 years ago, it was not a secret that my father was a disaster with money--he was an independent attorney that often spent all his money on booze, overpriced cars, and other things to support a lifestyle that he could not afford. We had no health insurance, no retirement savings, and no savings period. We never owned a house, and the house we rented was small and falling apart (not literally, but it was in *dire* need of a full makeover). My mother went into 30,000 in credit card debt simply to buy food and pay the bills over the decade when my sister and I were growing up. We weren't near other family; they're all in New Jersey. So no one else in our family saw this growing up.
He was also a womanizer. And it was very obvious. Yet, my mother did nothing.
As kids, we knew things were strained--things were never spoken about why my father came home late--often very intoxicated--and was not pleasant to be around. He never hit us, but there were times when he was verbally hurtful to my mother and especially my younger sister. Yet, my mother did nothing. She would not stand up for herself.
In a nutshell, I've been the academic child, the intellect. My sister is more of the carefree, social rebel. She is just as smart as me, but in a very different way. When my sister and I were younger, my father often was furious that she was doing poorly in school and pitted us against one another. Needless to say, this strained things between me and my sister and my father.
Things got worse when I left home. My father began to drive drunk home. He crashed the car once in our garage. He stopped working. He saw more women. My mother finally began to see that things would not change. She and my father seperated, but he still lived in our house. Nothing changed.
Years of not paying taxes caught up and I didn't get financial aid at college. I had to take out far more student loans than I ever should had to (Boston College pays 100% of anything you can't pay, and in my case, that should've been a full ride). My mother's debt--which SHOULD have been my father's debt--grew. She filed for divorce and bankruptcy, and finally kicked him out the house.
He went to Alaska, where he is also allowed to practice law. He grew more and more bipolar, didn't take his meds, and had the car, a BMW (!) repossessed. He began to become petty as my sister and I began to become powerful women in charge of our lives and who wouldn't take his shit anymore.
About a year ago, he began to threaten suicide. My mom tried to help him as best she could, letting him stay in the house when he visited, tolerating his behavior far beyond what she should, and still he does nothing to help her or my sister out. Shortly after my graduation, my sister and I decided not to have him in our lives after his refusal to financially help my mother. He is a poison, and although we tolerated and tried to help him, he does not see the wrongs of his ways and the desperate need to get mental help.
Here's where things get more ugly:
This past week, after a visit to Oregon to see my sister and mom, my mom convinced my sister to give him a ride to the airport. My sister's boyfriend drove the car, and my father refused to wear his seatbelt. A cop pulled him over, my dad refused to talk to the cop, and got the car towed. My sister had to pay for a cab ride AND to get the car out of impoundments. He refuses to pay any money for my sister, despite his stupid actions causing the need for the cab and the towing of my sister's boyfriend's car.
Now he's threatening suicide again.
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