The holidays are coming up and I’m feeling beyond sad right
now. I have a lot going on with me right now. The new job is wonderful and I love
it, I’m just so glad that I’m back to working again. On another note, my “brother”
moved back in and were moving out. I have officially divorced my “mother”, “Sister”
and “brother”. I don’t have any negative feelings at all because I really don’t
care what they do anymore. Especially since you let a child molester move into
the house with your granddaughter/ niece and apparently don’t have a problem
with it I’m done. They are doing the things that my father didn’t want them to
do and they know it. And then my “sister has the nerve to talk about our dad. So
when was he our dad when you and mom decided to lie to our faces about taking
him off of life support and blaming the facility? They are so full of shit that
I’m just done with all of them. 
I used to wish that my mother had died instead of my father
but as much as it hurts I’m kind of glad it happened this way. My dad was the only reason why I stayed in
the county and even stayed in the house because I didn’t want to leave him
alone with my mother. And now it seems like now I have no reason to be here anymore.
I don’t want to be around anyone who is blood related to me but my daughter. It
just seems like everyone else has been infected by my Narcissistic “mother” and
“sister”. This whole situation just has me thinking a lot lately. I’m starting
to see that I was just a pawn in their game and that they don’t really give a
damn about my daughter because if they really did, her son wouldn’t be living
in the basement right now.
The allegations against him was when he was a teenager but
the whole looking at child porn incident thing I saw myself and it just makes
me so uneasy and disgusted with him and more of my “mother” and “sister” to
even allow it to happen. My father kicked him out the house and told us in
front of him that he wasn’t allowed to live in the house ever again because of
it and now look what happens.
It also has me thinking of the day that we were supposed to
take my dad off of life support. We went in and my “mother” and “sister” tried
to tell me that the facility had messed up and scheduled an appointment for
finical aid instead of with the doctors to take him off of life support. I foolishly
believed them thinking that they wouldn’t pull some shit like this but it just
never made sense to me why that morning my “mother” was bringing the papers
that she brought with her last time we saw the finical aid people. Her response
was oh I’m bringing it just in case. In the bottom of my stomach I felt like I was
going to throw up because I knew she was lying and I knew they weren’t going to
take him off. As much as my dad cussed us out saying that he never wanted to be
on life support, how he doesn’t want to live like this and it’s going on 9
months now. But now he’s off of life support but still on the feeding tube, he’s
in a vegetative state with no brain function at all and heavily medicated and can’t
move. Who wants to live like that? And yet they are walking around like nothing’s
wrong. She’s telling everyone that he’s doing fine and talking about rehab. Am I
stupid or can someone please explain to me how the fuck you rehabilitate
someone who’s in a vegetative state?
I’m just sick and tired of dealing with them. I’m so much
healthier without them in my life. I just really miss my dad a lot and the holidays
are making it so much harder…..
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