today was the day we all needed to visit the apt mgrs ofc for the annual update of our security keys. as we were leaving, dad checked the mail(that's his favorite thing to do, he gets fresh air, exercise & can visit with others too). we were all on our way back to the apt when he announces that the letter was sent to the old address & i noticed there was a forwarding sticker on it with our new address on it. NORMALLY, that's the right thing to do (however in our case with dad dementia & his subsequent hateful attitude towards me) we had all agreed not to put in a change of address, as the mail carrier was part of the network of local people that were assisting dad in trying to "get rid of me". We would notify our correspondents directly & keep our new address private, plus that would also eliminate mom's mountain of junk mail. So now, i discover all of dad's old friends know exactly where we are...therefore we're not safe here either. Plus, by the way the receptionist in the office & now add manager avoids speaking, even responding to me...i'm certain he's been spreading his hate to all the staff here now, too. he just isn't happy unless he can make me & even mom at times, the enemy & gather lots of "pity" from everyone else. i know he wants me to leave the state & believe me i've wanted to at times, but i worry about mom, as i've caught him bullying her on more than one occasion. mom likes to stay in denial & doesn't want to adapt to dads decline & behavior issues. Therefore...i'll decorate the apt as planned & drive them (hopefully) to a surprise dinner our for just the 2 of them on valenines day, as that's their 62nd anniversary. after that i'm going to have to consider my options carefully...as i'm at the end of my rope. thanks for letting me share my woes.
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