I know I have been posting a lot in this thread, cuz I have been down more than any other emotion this week. My dad called me and needed money and cigarettes. Now if I was in control I would think I would've said no. I felt needed i suppose. It's sick. I mean my flashbacks are of him hurting me. When will my mind catch up with itself. What would've happened if i said no and why am i still afraid to say no 40 years later and a lot of money later too. He's been doing this for years and I still keep giving him money. I need to talk to my therapist to come up with a plan, I need the help to stop doing this, I wish I just stayed hating him. I have every right to allow myself to be angry with him but I always go back to helping him. I hated myself instead all day because I gave him what he asked for again. It's always again and again