WOO HOO!
So tonight is quiet possibly the best night of my life. My dad just called me and told me he was sorry, sorry for being an alcholic, sorry for being abusive, sorry for not being there when I needed him, sorry for missing my graduation, sorry for not working hard enough to keep my mom, and sorry for waiting so long to get help. He told me that he started going to AA meetings 4 nights a week and that he goes to AA lunches. I very rarely cry but I am so damn happy! Why is it that you cry when you are happy and you cry when you are sad? Oh well thats off the subject. I knew my dad could be man enough to admit he had a problem. He told me that he knew he had a problem and that he didn't want to admit it because he didn't want to disappoint me, but once I told him he had a problem he felt that ha had already dissapointed me and that he needed to fix it :) HURRAH!!! (doesn't even begin to do my happyness justice)