I’m still trying to understand him. He’s unmedicated and spiraling. I see it. I have mental illness as well but product of environment I guess. He remembers my childhood completely different and blames me constantly for things - he has a new family and it’s all about money. It’s all about doing more etc for them and I don’t care but I can’t keep it up. I can’t keep up biting my tongue. I can’t voice my opinion with him or his wife without hell. I’m just lost. I’ve been in and out of therapy over the years but I hoped the 12 years apart would be better but it seems - it was a week of bliss and facade till he couldn’t keep it up and none of them could. Just mainly venting but feel it’s negatively affecting me when I should be grateful he’s in my life but I feel frustrated every time which makes me vent to others who don’t get it in my life - other than my mother who lived it but she’s happy and healthy now and doesn’t want to be reminded. Any advice? 

My dad isn’t healthy. I don’t think he ever will be. It breaks my heart.