As long as I can remember..my dad has alwys loved going down to the casino..and blow money. Well, for these past two weeks, he's gone like way too many times...and now he ends up blowing money that we need for groceries. During my softball season..I was going through a "slump" Well, I believe that the slump was caused by not eating well, and I wasn't eating well I haven't eaten right for two weeks, and was making me weak. I told my coach about it..but I was a little scared because I idn't know if my mom would like me to tell him our business..but I figured it was rational..since I was suffering because of it. I hate that we have to live like paycheck to paychek...there is nothing I hate more than being financially insecure. I hate having to worry every time dad goes to the store wondering if we'll have food for the two weeks. Yesterday, my dad left to go to the casino with his friend "Cricket", and I called him like around 5, cuz I didn't know where he was..and he told me that he was at the casino with Cricket..and he got some coupon for dinner and was going to use it..and that he would be home in a little while. Well, I guess to him, a little while means" I won't be home until morning" He called like around 11:15 and told my mom that he and Cricket were going to sleep in the truck, and that he would be home later.. like around one in the morning! And now he's acting al chipper as if everything is ok...but it's not..and I tried to tell him how I felt about it..and he just got mad at me about it. So much for trying to be open and honest. Our family scene was never that good..so I'm hoping and praying that my dad gets help and that we can be an honest family...