I just had to post up here. I feel that i need someone else to know about this. How do we go on? How does a family that has lost its love for each other survive?
In a nutshell, basically Dad confronted Mum with the 'D' word today. Taking into consideration that he just got out of the hospital last night, after we spent the last three days worrying sick about him, he turns around and cracks the shits over Mum swerving to avoid hitting a kid? If that had been the end of it, i suppose that would have been alright. Mum has managed to overcome yelling about things as trivial as a single topic. But no. He just wouldn't let up.
After returning home (without groceries), he proceeds to yell and scream at Mum for ages, about everything, blaming her for his deteriorating health, his anger and frustrations about life in general and many other things. Furthermore, he cracks the shits with both Catherine and myself, namely Catherine about her habit of driving to places without telling him, and his agenda against me and how i somehow don't fit his perfect son design.
To make matters worse, Catherine took off for several hours on a lengthy walk and although she is back now, he is even more furious and infuriated. To tell you the truth, control is the only thing that he thrives on. Trying to control everyone and everything. Heck, he even yelled at Emma.
So now, we wait to see where the night will take us and whether we will still be a family in the morning. I pray with all my heart that this will somehow be set right.
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