As I mentioned in a previous post, I haven’t talked about my parents split very much and lol I guess I won’t right now but I’m so mad at my father.  We arranged tomorrow to go to African Lion Safari for Brandon’s birthday (though it’s really on Monday and it’s Estelle’s birthday tomorrow), anyway we arranged it weeks ago and he had the nerve to call me just before 5pm to say that he’d like to skip the trip and instead just show up for the dinner afterwards.

I was livid, first even if it wasn’t for Brandon’s birthday it’s very inconsiderate to bail the night before the outing.  If he had said he couldn’t make it from the get go or at least with some notice that’s one thing but the night before, not cool.  Next his excuse was that he needs to do some housework and build some stuff, really that’s more important than spending time with one’s grandson, son and daughter (Megan & Frank are going too)…

Things didn’t work out too well, so we agreed to talk later after I cooled down and that call went even worse.  Instead of just apologizing, he kept making excuses that he didn’t know how important it was for me, that he has his own life to live and he dared tried to turn it around and made me the bad guy.  I did nothing wrong and I’m not a child anymore so he can’t play his mind games with me, I called him out on it and then he went “nuclear”.  He said that if I didn’t want him in my life anymore that it’s fine and asked if he should move his stuff out of my house.  As I told a friend, I was aghast as I had no idea where this was coming from, I didn’t bring it up and I wasn’t even thinking about that at the least, I was just upset he didn’t realize he hurt me.

How dare you dad question my loyalty, I’ve done nothing but stick up for you and support you this whole time.  Frankly I’m at the point of saying “fuck that guy”, I don’t have to or want to deal with his BS anymore if his new life is more important than my family and I so be it, it’s his decision.  I know growing up things were always done on his terms, his time and his way but that no longer flies and I’m not putting up with it any longer.

Forgetting my birthday is one thing and I can let that slide but if someone crosses me when it comes to my family, they’ll be in trouble.