My Dads a lieutenant. Can there be anymore dysfunction?
We are all sleeping in the same room. And I pulled my bed rail in front of the door so no one can open it.
She's not threatening me but I'm afraid. I tired to walk away ftom her and she kept following me. I said calm down, quiet down. But she kept following me. My Dad was screaming at her, saying she ruined the day.
All alcohol. She toldy his and when she came home that my dad had to take her out for food because he didn't want her coming on to my Mom so drunk.
She sitting out there talking to herself now.