steph9700
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He is refusing to help me with anything that involves my parents and he is drinking more every night than he ever has. My mother died in March and my Dad died in June. They left with no insurance to pay anything off or any way to pay any other bills including their funerals except from the military benefits. Every time I ask him to help me or find some one to help me he says all his friends and co workers want their days off for themselves that they want it to be with their families not helping move a bunch of stuff out of a dead couples home. I found a storage place and I have a lock on it. I have about a third of it moved but still need help finishing it up. most everything that has been done is what I have done myself with some help from a few of my friends. He has gotten to where he calls me stupid and lazy and a bitch and says I need to get off my arse and clean his house since he works all the time. He is right all he does is work, drink and sleep. when he is home he is working over the internet for his job and gets drunk while he's doing it and the closer to time for him to go to bed the uglier his mouth gets, like tonight his exact phrase was since you didn't do the "effing" dishes tonight your lazy "effing bitch of a fat ass can sleep on the G.D. couch out in the living rooms with the "effing" dogs. I actually prefer the dogs, they don't bite me or hurt me in any way, they let me curl up with them and are happy to see me. I think I should find a place to stay & take the dogs and myself and bare minimum things to make it and tell him it is either the alcohol or me because I can't take his verbal attack on me anymore. He said my mom was a control freak but it is him. He says that I don't have depression that I am just a lazy "effing" bitch. He says he is tired of always petting me and that I need to get off this self pity parade I am on and grow up. I am going to hate to see him when his dad and his little sister die if they die in his lifetime. He says he doesn't care for his mother, he even calls her by her given name instead of mother or mom or anything. She did leave early in his childhood but she calls every week and she sends us presents on our birthdays and holidays and our anniversary. I don't know what to do I love him but I am getting to the point that when I know he is coming home my stomach turns because I know before he goes to bed he is going to start at least one fight and say it is my fault that I started it when I haven't even spoken the first word. Help you guys, PLEASE, I don't know what to do or how to do it. I have no blood relatives left and only a few friends in this area, should I go to the housing authority and apply for an apartment in the housing projects? should I wait like I was told by some other people because I don't need to be making major life decisions like this till at least a year after the last major event? does both your parents dying within 3 months of each other give me the right to be depressed and to have my own pity parades as he says?