Growing up I was the scapegoat, my sister the golden child. I did confront my father about his treatment of me and for quite a while we had a manageable relationship. My mother is his enabler, she covers up for him and makes excuses for him but when she is not around him, I have a good relationship with my Mum. He is now 68 and he has become completely unbearable.
He is convinced that when he goes out shopping someone is going to steal his card details and has shouted at people in the shop for getting to close when he is making a purchase. He's convinced that low fat food is comparable to some sort of poison because of the stuff that they put in it and ww are in on this deception. He's turning his house into a fortress because someone is going to break in and beat him up. My mother refuses to admit to herself how bad the problem is even though he is verbally abusive to her and has accused her numerous times of having an affair. He's left the gas rings on on the cooker on occasion too.
I told my kids off for being under mine and my Mums feet in the kitchen and my dad ordered my mum out of the kitchen followed by world war 3 in front of my children. My partner stepped in to defend me and calm things down and he was the worst in the world for interfering and is the biggest b under the sun since. I'm pregnant and the row only stopped after I became hysterical crying because it became too much.
The straw that broke the camels back was when my Dad's credit card was cloned and my partner had an email virus on the computer a few days after it happened. According to a computer company that he was in touch with because he worked in the post room and knows everything, my partner had an virus that was the reason for his card being scammed. He changed his story when I challenged him on it and said my partner told him this was why it happened (he didn't btw). He wouldn't listen to me on the phone and I just lost it with him. My Mum accused me of being the problem and denied most of what he had said even though she stood there listening.
Part of me is enjoying the break from them and I really do need it right now. But I am so hurt and angry with my Mum and the way she twisted everything. Part of me thinks its time to cut my losses and move on with my life and the other part is just waiting on the phonecall asking if I've calmed down yet and I'm to stop this feud, etc. What do I do now? Would it be stupid of me to try and get in touch with his GP because something is definately wrong with his mental health and my Mum wont admit it.