I HATE MY STEPFATHER

so my phone rings at 12:30 am, its my stepfather who has parkinsons and does not take his meds.  we stopped out there tonight to see him, and he called to accuse me of robbing him, i stole money from him and alot of it.  interesting i sat in the living room with him the whole time.  but yet i went upstairs and took all his money,   so i took the time to email his two neices the only two family members on his side that talk to me, and his whole family has known me since i was 3.  and told them good luck with him, i am done trying to ber nice to him, for fuck sake, when i lived there in my teens he pulled a gun on me for playing my music too loud, cause it would irritate his dying mothing on the first floor.  my blood is boiling right now and i cant take it