My dad forgot again that he doesn't have the permits necessary to turn our duplex into a fourplex.
Every single time he forgets, he insists that we're wrong, and absolutely digs in his heels until Mom pulls out the paperwork to prove it.
And I'm ashamed to say I don't remember it well at all, because he's going to ruin us with all the fines he's incurring, and I'm trying my best to do damage control with the city.
So I raised my voice at him, and apparently he's had enough of that, because he started screaming at the top of his lungs that I needed to stop yelling.
That, of course, led to more yelling, and I stormed out of the house.
Because as I told him, it feels like yelled because he doesn't listen otherwise.
Oh well. More stuff to tell the therapist on Thursday.
And I'm ashamed to say I don't remember it well at all, because he's going to ruin us with all the fines he's incurring, and I'm trying my best to do damage control with the city.
So I raised my voice at him, and apparently he's had enough of that, because he started screaming at the top of his lungs that I needed to stop yelling.
That, of course, led to more yelling, and I stormed out of the house.
Because as I told him, it feels like yelled because he doesn't listen otherwise.
Oh well. More stuff to tell the therapist on Thursday.
46-50, M