An email I hacked.

Okay, this was definitely wrong of me. But I couldn't help it. I hacked into my dad's email account and pulled this out. Definitely wrong. I'll say it again: I shouldn't have. But, I did. It's done. I guess I just feel like he lost his right to privacy when he violated our trust.

An email to a married woman in the Plymouth Brethren, from my dad. She asked for Christian advice when raising children, how to instill in them the love for Christ. I believe it was a mass email to many people. Here is my dad's response.

"I am sorry I do not know you personally. You have gotten some good response from others here. Also do not ever forget children learn far, far more by watching us than in any other way. And they are watching us and learning from us in great detail every day. Our habits, words, actions, attitudes, emotions, etc,etc,etc.... They are all on display for them every day. Therefore....

For me to live (is) Christ!!!"

WHAT THE HECK??? Our habits/actions: sexual addiction. Our words/attitudes: Me, me, me, me, me. Our emotions: What emotions?

Again, WHAT THE HECK??? Who is he to say these things? Should I be a narcissistic sex addict, if this was my example?

Again, it was wrong of me to snoop. And I only got stress and fury out of it. But, now I have to decide: should I intervene in this? Should I email this lady and allow her the knowledge of what an abysmal father this man was?

I know what he's doing. He's trying to make ties to as many Plymouth Brethren as he can before the Iowa conference. He wants to go, make an entrance, be surrounded by adoring church members, and find a Plymouth Brethren wife. A replacement for my mom. One woman is as good as another. Heck, maybe she'll be prettier AND wait on him hand and foot. Wouldn't that just be swell?

Maybe it's none of my business anymore. He is a grown man and he's allowed to live any way that he wants to. He can always lie more to these people, and say that my mother poisoned me against him, and that I'm a terrible person, blah blah.

Even though I disagree with the majority of the Plymouth Brethren's doctrine, and all the Plymouth Brethren I've ever known were petty, mean people, there have to be some that are nice. There have to be some that are as innocent and naive as my mother was when she was captured by my dad (in marriage). If I send a warning, maybe I could prevent some other poor, sweet lady like my mom from being roped in. That's assuming my email is ever read by the lady. She could see my email address and decide it's SPAM. She could read the email and decide it's a joke. She could email my father and eat up his lies.

I will probably wait, talk to my psychiatrist about it, and maybe send it later. It's not like I'm in a rush. I don't think the Iowa conference is for a while yet.

He is such a terrible liar. He wants to be seen as this Christian, godly family man. But it's all fallen apart. He's unzippered his coat and revealed his clothing beneath it. He can't just zip it back up and we'll forget that he's wearing a neon-glowing tube top. His character was so shocking and utterly the opposite of everything he's portrayed. But the cat's out of the bag. Maybe he will go back to these people and show off his self-image some more. Should I let him? I'm not his mommy. I'm not the honesty police.

I'm just a hurt, infuriated daughter.