Mi Familia (my family)

As of yesterday my mother is on her way to being a free woman: my father and mom are getting divorced! I am so happy and proud of her. I have been telling her that she needed to divorce him before he completely killed her spirit.

My parents were married for 28 years. For the last 10 years, he had made her life a living Hell. He was physically, verbally, and psychologically abusive towards her and all five of us kids. To be honest, there so much damage to her and us that it's a wonder we are functioning people. I don't abuse drugs or alcohol, I was never a woman of loose moral, and I never had a destructive nature. My brother, Rudy, on the other hand did it all: drugs, alcohol, women, and reckless behavior. Now he's finally straighten out his life and is doing great. He was the one that my father LOVED to hate. And my father does hate him. He tried to kill my brother. My mother was always in the middle. I would beg her to call the cops but she was afraid of what my father would do. He said that if he was ever going to go out it would be with a fight.

My father also had a second family. He brought his whore to live near him. He's been a cheater their whole married life. My mom found out and was devastated. I'm 27 years old and have two bastard half-sibling who are 2 and 4. I just can't accept it. I mean, that whore turned our lives upside down and broke my mom. I know I shouldn't begrudge those children but the sins of the father are the sins of the son. My father was constantly humiliating my mom by asking her to take care of his bastard children. I don't understand how he expected her to accept another woman's children into her home. I mean what kind of message would that give my brother and sister? She never accepted.

The Tuesday after our reception there was a huge blow-out. My father tried to hurt my brother with a crow bar. My brother defended himself and punched him several times. The cops were called and chargers we filled against my father. My mom got a restraining order against him. It finally had happened. Towards the end of last week my father finally agreed to a divorce and other stipulations. My mom and the kids are finally rid of his hateful, demeaning behavior. I hope and pray that this is what is best for everyone. He's leaving the country today. Good riddance.

Sorry if this was a long,heavy entry. I just needed to get things out there. Sometimes things feel like a dream unless I write them down. I'm so proud of my family and their decision to stop the abuse cycle.