- Jun 16, 2016
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Hello everyone,
My dad has been working since he was nine after his family lost everything due to being sued. They almost lost a business that they ran after my grandpa suddenly died at a young age. He used to an alcoholic and worked very hard to provide. My parents eventually got married, my dad became sober, and became a workoholic. He started his own business which has taken off well, though that is all he usually does. Due to his life experiences and addiction to working we barely know our dad and barely get to spend time with him. He also has had many affairs and is still currently in one or more today which upsets and effects all of us which he denies it is even happening or that it has ever happened. We have been talking to him about how much he is working at his age and he really needs to lighten the load. He is older now and works a very hard labor job on a constant basis. His work is his passion and what he lives for, but he is out of control.
Last month, I was going to my parent's house to print something important , because my printer is broken. My dad had previously talked about us having dinner together. I had a bad feeling about coming over, but I came over anyway when I should have just turned around. Almost every time I feel like something bad is about to happen, it usually does. I get over there and my dad suddenly says that he wanted me to drive to the carwash, so that he could teach me how to use it. I told him that it wasn't a good day that day since, I was feeling sick, I just drove through bad traffic, and told him that we could do it another time, plus my dad makes me very nervous when i drive while I'm already an anxious driver. He refused to listen to any of it and made me drive him to the carwash anyway. We get there and he is acting very impatient and rude for some reason. We end up heading to dinner and at some point while I was driving he kept telling me to go to the left, so I did. He kept saying left, so I eventually ended up in the left turning lane. My dad violently forces half his body towards my side of the car and grabs the wheel. Another car comes up beside us and I slammed on the brakes, so that he couldn't slam into the car next to us. When this happened, he busted my thumbnail which hasn't grown correctly since, he also messed up the levers of my headlights and windshield wipers, he did this so violently. So I freaked out and was trying not to have a panic attack behind the wheel. I had to pull over in the parking lot to calm down. My dad kept asking me if we were going to dinner and I told him that I need a few minutes to calm down and then I'll drive us there. He just said "whatever, I'm walking home." He got out of the car and I cried my eyes out. I called my aunt to tell her what was going on. He soon came back and thought I was on the phone with the police, so he freaked out. My aunt told to let him back into the car. When I did all he did was tell me to take him to dinner and I told him that I wasn't going to dinner with him. He drove us to his place, so that he could take his van to dinner. He was mean to me the whole way home.
Later on, when I brought up my sister helping me to drive on the freeway which is a plan that we had already talked about and set into play. He said "why don't you let me take you out on the freeway?" When I said no, he replied "afraid I'll grab the wheel"? Which at this I plugged my ears, because I didn't want to hear anymore negativity and my other sister who has anger issues came in and started verbally attacking me, which after getting her to calm down we eventually had a coherent talk. I told my therapist all of this and she just told me that next time I'm with my family to just bring my own car.
My dad has been working since he was nine after his family lost everything due to being sued. They almost lost a business that they ran after my grandpa suddenly died at a young age. He used to an alcoholic and worked very hard to provide. My parents eventually got married, my dad became sober, and became a workoholic. He started his own business which has taken off well, though that is all he usually does. Due to his life experiences and addiction to working we barely know our dad and barely get to spend time with him. He also has had many affairs and is still currently in one or more today which upsets and effects all of us which he denies it is even happening or that it has ever happened. We have been talking to him about how much he is working at his age and he really needs to lighten the load. He is older now and works a very hard labor job on a constant basis. His work is his passion and what he lives for, but he is out of control.
Last month, I was going to my parent's house to print something important , because my printer is broken. My dad had previously talked about us having dinner together. I had a bad feeling about coming over, but I came over anyway when I should have just turned around. Almost every time I feel like something bad is about to happen, it usually does. I get over there and my dad suddenly says that he wanted me to drive to the carwash, so that he could teach me how to use it. I told him that it wasn't a good day that day since, I was feeling sick, I just drove through bad traffic, and told him that we could do it another time, plus my dad makes me very nervous when i drive while I'm already an anxious driver. He refused to listen to any of it and made me drive him to the carwash anyway. We get there and he is acting very impatient and rude for some reason. We end up heading to dinner and at some point while I was driving he kept telling me to go to the left, so I did. He kept saying left, so I eventually ended up in the left turning lane. My dad violently forces half his body towards my side of the car and grabs the wheel. Another car comes up beside us and I slammed on the brakes, so that he couldn't slam into the car next to us. When this happened, he busted my thumbnail which hasn't grown correctly since, he also messed up the levers of my headlights and windshield wipers, he did this so violently. So I freaked out and was trying not to have a panic attack behind the wheel. I had to pull over in the parking lot to calm down. My dad kept asking me if we were going to dinner and I told him that I need a few minutes to calm down and then I'll drive us there. He just said "whatever, I'm walking home." He got out of the car and I cried my eyes out. I called my aunt to tell her what was going on. He soon came back and thought I was on the phone with the police, so he freaked out. My aunt told to let him back into the car. When I did all he did was tell me to take him to dinner and I told him that I wasn't going to dinner with him. He drove us to his place, so that he could take his van to dinner. He was mean to me the whole way home.
Later on, when I brought up my sister helping me to drive on the freeway which is a plan that we had already talked about and set into play. He said "why don't you let me take you out on the freeway?" When I said no, he replied "afraid I'll grab the wheel"? Which at this I plugged my ears, because I didn't want to hear anymore negativity and my other sister who has anger issues came in and started verbally attacking me, which after getting her to calm down we eventually had a coherent talk. I told my therapist all of this and she just told me that next time I'm with my family to just bring my own car.