Hi. My name is Remi and my parents divorced when I was 2.
When they divorced, they didn't really. Well, they have, or were, best friends since they were 11. Pretty long time. So, they divorced, but my dad still lived with us, but in a separate room. He lived with us all the way up to 2011 in September.
My mom and dad started getting into BAD fights and he finally decided that he wanted to move out. He got his own apartment and would come over time to time. About 3 months later, he came over and told my whole family that he had decided he was gay.
So, in March of 2012, my dad started dating a guy named Randy and my mom and dad got into another fight.
That March night, the whole family was downstairs and my mom had been drinking a lot. I got scared, and I called my dad to come over and help me get her in bed. By the time he got there, she had a knife and was cutting herself. My older brother freaked out and called the cops. It was such a horrific sight that I started throwing up.
Later that week, my mom was sent to a rehab for a week and a half. It was total craziness. When she got out, she was so much better. She has stopped drinking and has lost 70 pounds!
Then, this past October, my dad told my mom that his boyfriend, Randy, was his priority now. And that when he was with him, he doesn't have to answer our calls or our texts'.
But then he asked me what I thought about him moving to Tennessee or Louisiana. I didn't think he would take such a big leap and told him to do what makes him happy.
Now, that was a BAD idea. He decided a week ago that he is moving to Louisiana. He came over tonight (his last night here) and we got into an argument. I asked him if he even loved or cared about me and my brother. He said he did and then my mom asked him why Randy is put first before his own kids. He then got very angry. He stood up from where he was sitting, which was next to me, and moved away from where I was sitting.
It was like I was a germ and he didn't want me. I just don't know what to do or think anymore. I guess the most difficult thing for me right now is acknowledging the fact that he loves his boyfriend more than he loves his own kids.
I'm now failing more than 2 classes. And I ALWAYS have headaches. My mom and my step-dad are here for me the most though. They always stick by my side and talk to me.
Anyways, this is my story. Thank you for creating this. It was a great way to get everything off my chest.