It's not that I'm being brought into his craziness. It puts me in the middle of the relationship between him and the girls. He confuses me quite often. On the day he moved out (this time) he was going to a party at his 93 old aunts house (my favorite relative) and I was an absolute mess (crying all day) and he asked me to go with him and the girls. I said no. The girls refused to go too. They were largely upset that he was leaving, but he was acting like everything was normal.
