I woke up at 2 am to m dad knocking at my door asking if he could sleep on my couch. My mom had called me two days before telling me he had gotten his check and dissappeared. My father is addicted to crack. He has been since before I was born and Ive resented him for it all my life. I love him so much but it feels like a slap in the face everytime he uses. If I had a dollar for everytime he's told me he was going to stay cleAn I would have been rich at five. I know I'm an adult and should be able to get past it but it's hard...I love my dad and want to help him. I've had to bail him out of jail, pay for ankle monitors and bring him to jail. That's all happened withinthe past three months. My little brothers still live with my parents aNd I can see he pain they feel. I know what there going through and it kills me. He's killing our family. I don't know what to do or how to fix this.