Thank you. I made the mistake of going up to his work today to yell at him. He and my dad went to the bar, where they preceeded to tell everyone there who would listen Tony's situation and how unfortunate he is, and he already got a new phone number and arranged a date. My mom tried to prevent me from going up there but I was out of control speeding up the interstate (not with Ayla in the car of course.) I don't know why I went. I didn't get any answers, and I still tried to make him see that he's an alcoholic even though I know I can't. I screamed, cuss, and shook the whole way to the bar I dropped him off at. He's already over me it seems, which to me means he must have not cared at all in the first place. I wish I didn't care, I wish this didn't hurt. I wish that I didn't have to live here with my father because he hates me and I truly cannot stand him, but I am not currently employed and have no means to get my own place.