Thought I would share an update for the folks who have been so kind to give us some advice/words of encouragement. Tomorrow, at 1pm, my dad will be entering an inpatient rehab facility. Although I am looking forward to this, and I hope it will help him, I know it's not the end of the road for him (nor us).
He's tried going to rehab before, but checked himself out before the program was over, proclaiming he would be able to "get better" with out any help (yeah right). While he is in this stint with rehab, we'll go to Boston and celebrate my sister's graduation. I'm not sure what is going to happen when we get back, but I want to make myself the main focus of my life. I have spent so much time worrying about him, feeling bad for him, hating him, feeling guilty for hating him, and trying to help him that I've forgotten to take care of myself. It's hard for me to concentrate at work, or sleep at night. I want to move beyond this, whether he does or not.
I know it's easier said that done, but I'm sure as heck going to try.