Daddy Dearest
My dad is only happy when he's making someone miserable. He finally decided he can't live on his own so he's staying with my brother again. Instead of being a gracious guest he's being his usual bullying asshole self. He claims his bullying is just harmless teasing but he pushes things too far.
There was a $5,000 withdrawal from his checking account of which he claimed to be unaware. He accused my sister-in-law of taking the money but it turns out he used the money to buy an engagement ring for his gf (yeah the gf who is ALREADY married). He said he was just joking but there is nothing funny about calling someone a thief.
I really think the stroaks affected him more than I first realized. It's hard to tell though what's real and what's him making a play for sympathy. He got mad at me recently because I called bullshit when he stopped taking his medication. I told him that it was an obvious attempt to get get someone to come stay with him in Florida and that I would not be manipulated that way.
Despite his behavior I do want to help him but there is nothing I can do until he decides he wants help. I know he's having a hard time adjusting to his new reality but until he's ready to accept his new reality there is little I can do to help him. I refuse to make his problems my own. I can't give him a purpose in life - that is up to him.
He talks about committing suicide because he doesn't think he has any value since he's no longer able to work. This is just another way of garnering sympathy. When I was suicidal I didn't tell anyone. I don't think I ever talked to Michael much about my suicidality but I sometimes wonder if he stayed with me longer than he wanted because he was afraid I'd harm myself. He alluded to that in message after we broke up and it really bothered me to think I, even unconsciously, used the threat of suicide to manipulate him. Ack! I'm going there again. Enough.
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It's a beautiful winter day here in Denver. A heavy snow is blanketing the city and everyone is in a "snow day" kinda mood - not really working. I'm excited about my upcoming trip to Seattle and my birthday on Saturday (34!). Things are good.
There was a $5,000 withdrawal from his checking account of which he claimed to be unaware. He accused my sister-in-law of taking the money but it turns out he used the money to buy an engagement ring for his gf (yeah the gf who is ALREADY married). He said he was just joking but there is nothing funny about calling someone a thief.
I really think the stroaks affected him more than I first realized. It's hard to tell though what's real and what's him making a play for sympathy. He got mad at me recently because I called bullshit when he stopped taking his medication. I told him that it was an obvious attempt to get get someone to come stay with him in Florida and that I would not be manipulated that way.
Despite his behavior I do want to help him but there is nothing I can do until he decides he wants help. I know he's having a hard time adjusting to his new reality but until he's ready to accept his new reality there is little I can do to help him. I refuse to make his problems my own. I can't give him a purpose in life - that is up to him.
He talks about committing suicide because he doesn't think he has any value since he's no longer able to work. This is just another way of garnering sympathy. When I was suicidal I didn't tell anyone. I don't think I ever talked to Michael much about my suicidality but I sometimes wonder if he stayed with me longer than he wanted because he was afraid I'd harm myself. He alluded to that in message after we broke up and it really bothered me to think I, even unconsciously, used the threat of suicide to manipulate him. Ack! I'm going there again. Enough.
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It's a beautiful winter day here in Denver. A heavy snow is blanketing the city and everyone is in a "snow day" kinda mood - not really working. I'm excited about my upcoming trip to Seattle and my birthday on Saturday (34!). Things are good.