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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/-Ev1l on 2024-06-15 18:30:42+00:00.

First time poster here so bear with.

So… my dad is a 49yo ~21 year veteran, I’m 22m. After he finally came home for good (I was 16), eventually him and my mom got divorced (5 of us siblings, I’m second oldest). Over the years relationships have deteriorated, multiple instances of abuse, drug addiction, legal battles that never end. Now, for the past couple years, both my dad and I have sought therapy and tried to salvage our relationship (mostly me doing the salvaging), and for once it’s been going okay. He was on the verge of getting visitation back(not sure if that’s actually good), and finally got approved for VA benefits. All is good, I might go to school for significantly less money, same with my siblings.

So, last week we go to the bar. It went pretty well, my dad got very drunk and embarrassed us in front of at least 1 girl. No problem, we left and the night ended. Progress? Now, last night, he called me to invite my friend and I to go again. Sure, I thought, the worst that can happen is he gets too drunk and embarrasses us… right? (Wrong, very very wrong)

I’m DDing, mostly hanging with my friend and ransoms at the bar, he(dad) has been playing pool all night and getting progressively drunker. About an hour from close, he (my dad) almost gets in a fight for no fucking reason. Two of us broke it up, the other guy left, and he(dad) decided he wasn’t leaving until closing time… sigh

The bar closes, we wrangle him out - he decided we are giving a ride home to 2 gangsters (double tear drop tattoos…)

Okay, whatever - I thought. They decided we had to stop at whataburger… sigh fine. Now we are sitting in the whataburger, making lots of noise, waiting for our food. My dad starts getting fully belligerent, making faces at others in the restaurant and eventually yelling at some guy for staring at him (he was blind, I can’t make this up) I said we are leaving, now, and walked to the car. I pull around front and start texting my friend to bring them all outside so we can leave. (Driving my dads car for seating reasons)

My dad, who had started cussing me out when I said we had to leave, was apparently threatening to call the cops and report his car stolen if I don’t come back(? I’m waiting out front)

My dad comes storming out, walks toward the driver side window, and starts screaming “if you don’t give me my keys I’m going to fucking kill you!” (He’s a large, highly trained man, and I am small/untrained) (my dad is possibly also carrying a firearm, but I didn’t know that for sure) Out of desperation, I jump out of the car before he can get to my window (don’t want to get hit tonight), and told him “if I hand you these keys, what happens is your responsibility” -he’s face to face with me and leaning in to attack. He snatches the key, and I start walking home before I have to watch the aftermath.

My friend, who had still been inside, eventually caught up with me and let me know 3 cops had surrounded his car as soon as I left, and that he(dad) was in the driver seat.

TL;DR Took my dad to a bar, ends up with him arrested for a DUI, losing visitation rights for his kids, and me and my siblings all losing our college money. I fucked up, shouldn’t have let the situation get out of my control, and am at last partially responsible. What now?