I Hate It!!!
I Hate It!!!
I cannot stand it any longer!! Hes once again passed out on the couch drunk. Before he fell asleep my mom threw a 3 page letter i wrote to him and he suposedly "read" this morning on him. He took it, and shoved it into the couch. He doesnt like me at all...nor my mom. I wonder what he would act like if i left for good...its come across my mind many times.
I cant stand him now...we have church tomorrow morning and he has the gall to get drunk the night before. P1sses me off so much. But i cannot do anything about it now. I wish i could, i so wish i could just up and leave and never see him or any of the family again.
Well i'll be back soon im going to go for a jog around the neighborhood. Thanks
Ryan
I cant stand him now...we have church tomorrow morning and he has the gall to get drunk the night before. P1sses me off so much. But i cannot do anything about it now. I wish i could, i so wish i could just up and leave and never see him or any of the family again.
Well i'll be back soon im going to go for a jog around the neighborhood. Thanks
Ryan
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Ryan, Its hard, I know. But never think for one minute that if u left things would change. He would be the same person he is now unless he went into recovery. And he does love you, trust me he really does but they just have a weird way of showing it. I feel the same way youre feeling right now. its normal but get the help you need. think about you.
Take Care
Ashley
Take Care
Ashley
Ryan
I know that when things are happening, it seems that he doesn't like you.
Selfishness and alcohol go together. Remove one and the other soon may follow being removed. The alcohol is talking, not your dad. It still hurts but it isn't truth. As far as going to church...if he goes drunk, with a hang over, or sober...
God will still work on his heart with every visit. If he doesn't go and you do...God will work on his heart through your proper actions and prayer.
With each prayer, leave him in God's hands and let God deal with things.
I know that when things are happening, it seems that he doesn't like you.
Selfishness and alcohol go together. Remove one and the other soon may follow being removed. The alcohol is talking, not your dad. It still hurts but it isn't truth. As far as going to church...if he goes drunk, with a hang over, or sober...
God will still work on his heart with every visit. If he doesn't go and you do...God will work on his heart through your proper actions and prayer.
With each prayer, leave him in God's hands and let God deal with things.
I have a daugther that is 13 and I sure hope she does not run away. Her dad is at the bar right now and she is going to church tomorrow too! I sure hope you feel better. My family is going throught the same and I have a son who is 7 and it is so hard for him to see his dad like this. He was sitting on the porch drinking and did not have supper and then my son went out to see him and he was gone. Just walks over to the bar. We will go to bed and see him in the morning. - This advice from Best - (If he doesn't go and you do...God will work on his heart through your proper actions and prayer) - is the best I have heard in a long long time and just gave me an idea of how I will be acting tomorrow. Nice and calm. Let God work through you. Stay strong Ryan.
oh ryan - your dad doesn't like himself very much - but it comes across as him not liking anyone else - that's what this disease does. keep talking about your feelings and get it out. say a prayer for him in church tomorrow and i will be saying one for you and your mom.
Ryan, make sure you go to church. Of course you are angry and frustrated. Jogging is a good excuse to get out of the hosue and blow off some steam. You will be a great dad. My oldest son is 28. He married in May and his wife is 31. She is anxious to have a baby because of her age and she's got a few medical considerations. My son if afraid to have a baby because he finally admitted that he's afraid he'll be like his own father. He will be the worlds best dad because of the way his own father was. Alcoholics can be jerks. You aren't wrong for wanting what you want. It osunds like your dad needs some professional help. The next time he passes out on the couch, call 911 and have the ambulance take him to the hospital. They will start the ball rolling in getting him checked into a rehab. Don't deal with him, deal with people that won't be intimidated.
Originally Posted by MissesNormalDaD
... didnt take him into rehab...do they just not want to get into it?
At the ER, they have a list of rehabs and the person wanting rehab can get the list so they can make calls for themself.
What happens many times, the rehabs have waiting lists. The hospital detox is full most times as well. When 911 is called or a person goes into an ER, their job is to make sure the person is ok at the moment. They can't force a person to change so that tomorrow the same thing isn't repeated. Only the person doing the drinking can seek change for themself.
In Ny state if he makes any comment about doing harm to hjimself or anyone else he gets admitted against his will. If he is nonself preserving (in such a state as to not want to or be able to get himself out of harms way, he gets admitted against his will. I'd keep calling as the situation warrrants anyway.
This is what happened to me when my family did an intervention on me:
Friday night: I went to a local club to drink. Came home late. Had another arguement with my husband. This is Aug.90. Prior to this In Feb 90 I had had a very bad accident coming home late from a club and ended up less than a mile away from home when my front wheel hit a 2 ft. notch cut out in the road where some construction was going on. I flew off the road hitting a concrete culvert sitting on top the ground. The EMS was called to the site and i spent the next 10 days in the hospital where they had to remove my punctured spleen are i would have bled to death.
Ok now its Aug, im healed from the accident and while i was recovering from the accident i didnt drink because i was on pain meds. As soon as i didnt have anymore pain to kill I picked up a drink and headed to the club....Did i learn my lesson months ago....evidently not....
Ok so the argument let to me feeling really angry and at that moment i told my husband ..well i think i should just end my life right now and then the family wouldnt have to worry about me anymore. He thought i was full of S*** and told me i wasnt going to do any such thing and just to to sleep. Well, in my mind i said..hmmmm ill fix him...so i took some left over pain pilss and downed them with alcohol thinking this is it and off to bed i went.
The next morning my kids tried to wake me for their last day of vacation bible school without sucess. Then the phone rang and i could hear that faint ringing. So still numb and paralyed feeling i reached for it with slurred speech talking to my mother-in -law. Shes yelling at me to get up. So i staggered to the bathroom to throw up what was in my system.
The next thing i remembered was my husband was trying to haul me to the car to take me to the hospital and i refused fighting him tooth and nail. Without sucess..the family left but to only return moments later with a police car waiting outside for me.
The officers came in to escort me to the car and was told to not resist. So i left passing both my father-in-law and husband with daggers in my eyes and hatred in my voice saying...I hate you both and headed out. I was then placed in the back of a handless police car and headed to where..i didnt know at the time....
What had happened was the family got on the phone to call for help because I took all those pills and was trying to end my life.......the hospital must have directed them to where to get a court order for the police to come get me and from there i was sent to the NUT HOUSE....the first day i spent taking tests which i passed to only find out i had a problem with alcohol and was sent upstairs to rehab for 28 days. The rest..well im living proof that this program does work if i work it.
And thats what happened to me.
Friday night: I went to a local club to drink. Came home late. Had another arguement with my husband. This is Aug.90. Prior to this In Feb 90 I had had a very bad accident coming home late from a club and ended up less than a mile away from home when my front wheel hit a 2 ft. notch cut out in the road where some construction was going on. I flew off the road hitting a concrete culvert sitting on top the ground. The EMS was called to the site and i spent the next 10 days in the hospital where they had to remove my punctured spleen are i would have bled to death.
Ok now its Aug, im healed from the accident and while i was recovering from the accident i didnt drink because i was on pain meds. As soon as i didnt have anymore pain to kill I picked up a drink and headed to the club....Did i learn my lesson months ago....evidently not....
Ok so the argument let to me feeling really angry and at that moment i told my husband ..well i think i should just end my life right now and then the family wouldnt have to worry about me anymore. He thought i was full of S*** and told me i wasnt going to do any such thing and just to to sleep. Well, in my mind i said..hmmmm ill fix him...so i took some left over pain pilss and downed them with alcohol thinking this is it and off to bed i went.
The next morning my kids tried to wake me for their last day of vacation bible school without sucess. Then the phone rang and i could hear that faint ringing. So still numb and paralyed feeling i reached for it with slurred speech talking to my mother-in -law. Shes yelling at me to get up. So i staggered to the bathroom to throw up what was in my system.
The next thing i remembered was my husband was trying to haul me to the car to take me to the hospital and i refused fighting him tooth and nail. Without sucess..the family left but to only return moments later with a police car waiting outside for me.
The officers came in to escort me to the car and was told to not resist. So i left passing both my father-in-law and husband with daggers in my eyes and hatred in my voice saying...I hate you both and headed out. I was then placed in the back of a handless police car and headed to where..i didnt know at the time....
What had happened was the family got on the phone to call for help because I took all those pills and was trying to end my life.......the hospital must have directed them to where to get a court order for the police to come get me and from there i was sent to the NUT HOUSE....the first day i spent taking tests which i passed to only find out i had a problem with alcohol and was sent upstairs to rehab for 28 days. The rest..well im living proof that this program does work if i work it.
And thats what happened to me.
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