Divorce 7/30/2003
Not quite sure how to start this entry...My mother didn't eat last night and Becca and I knew she was really upset about something. My mother finally admitted something was wrong and told Becca and I to go upstairs so she could talk to us about "adult stuff." My parents might be getting divorced. To some, divorce is not the end all, but for someone who grew up with a white-picket-fence nuclear family for almost 21 years, divorce is just such an unbelievable thing.
My mother steals from the family accounts and apparently she's been doing it for years. She told us she doesn't know why she does it, or keeps doing it, but she knows she has a serious problem and is willing to go for counseling. My father at this point has had it and is sick of being lied to and deceived. My mom told us that our father already asked her to leave the house but she refused to go. I knew she had been sleeping in my siblings' rooms for the past week or so but I was too scared to question why and would push it out of my mind.
I flipped out last night...I'm not quite sure why...I had this insane vision of my dad making us stay with him while my mother lived in some tiny dirty apartment somewhere far away from all of us. I just flipped out and started crying and screaming and I begged me to take me with her if she ever was forced to leave.
It all started last week or so when my dad came come, slammed the door, and started screaming at my mother like a madman. I heard part of the conversation and knew it was about money. They fought about money before, but they always seemed to resolve it.
Last night my father came home that night and screamed at my mother some more. Apparently in the fight last week, she hadn't told him the total amount she had stolen from their account. She told us last night that there was an additional $17,000 that she had taken that he didn't know about. And her solution to solve the problem? To borrow $17,000 from a family friend and my father's employee, Michael. It's like, "Mom don't you understand? By borrowing money from Dad's friend, not to mention employee, you're not solving anything. You still need to pay $17,000, and by covering up the fact that you originally stole money only makes the problem worse."
So last night he ended up questioning her about it when he got home, she told him, and he flipped out. He called her a liar, a thief, and a sneak and yelled at her that "he was leaving so she should be happy now." The approximate total my mother had stolen I think was $24,000. he yelled, "Let me just write this all down and carry it around so I remember my hatred." My mother very quietly replied the entire time. He told her that she was sick and that she needed help and that he couldn't live with a liar and a sneak.
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