So, long story short, I had tried to call my Dad earlier today - no answer - all good.
So he calls me to tell me that he was in court today for the nephew of his new partner who had been assaulted 2 years ago.
All good?
NO IT'S NOT!!!!
I had to stand alone and isolated in a court on two occasions opposite my bastard of a boyfriend who used to beat me up. In any case, on one occasion, I went through the whole police statement, court etc. Not ONE SINGLE SOLITARY PERSON FROM MY FAMILY OR FRIENDS EVEN OFFERED TO BE THERE WITH ME.
Meanwhile - my now ex was sat flanked by his two parents.
I then had to go to court the next week to request a non mol order and asked my father to come in case the arsehole showed up to respond to it.
My father - who wears a shirt and jacket whenever he's not in his work clothes rocks up in a Lonsdale hoodie! At the age of fucking 62.
So I saw red.
My father then told me that he couldn't be dealing with my stupid attitude, implied that I was drunk and that I was 'stupid anyway - sure you'd kick him out and go back to him'.
AIBU to be a little bit FUCKING APOPLECTIC WITH RAGE? 