Broke my heart.

This blog is about me, my life and my broken heart. It´s not about some guy that broke up or something, it´s about my father and how he breaks my heart over and over again. He is an alcoholic. He says he isn´t but about 6 years ago when i was 7-8 i could hear right away when he was drunk, my mom and him had moved apart and i was ok with that. He always invited this girl, Jenny, and friends. One day when it was only us three and one other person at home dad asked me; " do you want to ask her to move in with us?". And i was the happiest, i didn´t remember that she had too kids, Amalia( 4 years old at that point) and Casper (6 years old at that point). When they´d moved in noone got along, Amalia was in my room all the time and she even took a pencil and painted on the wall in there! As i got furious Jenny was angry at me, if you ask me Jenny is a psyko who didn´t realize that her child had some sort of problem. So Amalia continued as she was even though my dad tried to teach her what was right and what was wrong. She even stoled from stores and shops. My dad was drinking before that but not as much. Now, like today, he is really drunk and i´m with my mum, they live neighbors, and Jenny and her kids have moved into our house( we even had to buy a new house and move so we didn´t have to share rooms) 6 times and right now they don´t live with us, they´re only here at weekends. I am so tired of seeing my dad like this and when he´s drunk he says all kinds of mean stuff. He´ve never hit me but he have "attacked" both of Jennys children and still she doesn´t realise she should leave him alone! Her son Casper is scared and almost never comes here, Amalia is still the way she´ve always been even though she is almost 10 years old! Jenny is nothing but a selfish egoistic mean witch! every time my dad drinks he breakes my heart.