Some of you may recall what I went through earlier this year with what my father did to my mother. Well, I went to work for a few hours yesterday, saw Anchorman 2 and hung out at my friend's house for a few hours. I got a phone call from my mom while I was there and had to head over to their house right away to deal with it. Apparently, the piece of crap woman gave my dad a T-Mobile phone so they could keep talking to each other behind my mom's back immediately after my mom found out about what they did. My mom found the phone yesterday when she was cleaning out his dresser. We both had agreed to give him a second chance to make up for the crap he'd done when it first happened, but I don't think that's happening anymore. Christmas and family life is pretty much ruined. I'm not sure I want to consider him my father anymore.