issues that angered him. He ignored these issues until they festered into a rage that would sometime be ignited by the smallest unimportant things that you could think of.
He often told my mother that he was tired of bending over backwards to please her in his rages. Sometimes he was sober, but if he had been drinking it was worse.
My mother would use these episodes to make hime feel guilty afterwards. This did nothing to help his problem of low self esteem.
My mother was so good with her manipulations that I think she enjoyed her role and I think she saw it as a kind of power that she had over my father. I think she was really a psychopath who enjoyed the misery of others. Maybe that was caused by my father's drinking also.
I know that she would lie to my father sometimes about me and he would use it as an opportunity to go into one of his sober rages and beat me. I think my mother though it was better for him to rage against me than her.
I think that alcoholics are misguided. But I also think that their enablers are sick, wicked and evil. But that is just from my point of view. I know that alcoholics look at life in a sick way too. Insanity maybe.
I think my Grand father was an alkie also. I know my uncles were. I don't drink. But when I did I acted out in rages also. I try to avoid conflict because of how I was raised.
My father stopped drinking and became a dry drunk. It was slightly better that his binge drinking that he did after issues became so intolerable that he would lower his inhibitions enough through his drinking to show his anger.
I see alcoholics as a slightly better person than the psychopaths like my mother who care only for themselves at the expense of others.
There is more I could say about the insanity but I would rather not.