My mother has been the most dedicated mother I could ever ask for...she is right up there with Mamma2grace other forum mothers, but my father was a beast. In some ways, my father was the monster in my closet. He was a sociopath, fit the criteria to a tee, and tried to kill my mother many times over a 12 year period of time. He often treated me like I was dung stuck to his shoe and he was involved with stalkers who went after my mom mom and I trying to kill us after she and I left him. He wanted a divorce, but did not want to pay alimony, and my mom has a chronic illness and is unable to work, so his lawyer told him that he would be paying her alot of money.
He hated me because I could not be bought. He had alot of money, and often did favors for my siblings if they were hurtful or mean to my mom, but I would not take gifts from him, even at christmas, if he gave me something, I would never use it. And he hated me for that and often expressed it by treating me badly and the other 2 like royalty.
Then he got very sick and who was the one talking care of him?? it was not my siblings for sure they informed us they had lives to live. It was me and my mom. And even at the end he still was ungrateful, and wanted her to die before he did. But the worst thing he ever did to me was what he did to my mom because I love her very much and he had no right to decide that she should die because it would benefit him finacially. My siblings are messed up too by how they contributed to his abuse...it will impact them when they have families, they just dont know it yet.
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