May of 2012 my Girlfriend and I bought a house, we have been together for two years at the time, I know that sounds short but we have something special between us. We have unconditional love to each other. I love her more then I love myself.

in September, four month later she told me her dad was coming down from out of state to visit and stay for TWO WEEKS. I was happy to spend some time with him and get to know him more.

Upon his arrival, I noticed he brought everything he owned along with him, which raised questions in my head. I then asked him what he is planning to do while he was visiting. He replied telling me he is staying till March until he finds a construction job. Not TWO WEEKS but FIVE MONTH.

My love and respect to her and her family, I did not even mention my concern of her not knowing about this. I kept my mouth shut and agreed for him to stay that long, even though I did not have any say on the matter.

In March, I was excited to have my palace back, my mansion with my queen to live life and enjoy our youth together. but sadly he told her that he was not fortunate to find the job he seeks and he will be staying longer, again no say nor permission from me on this matter.

I ignored my pride again and did not want to create a problem, hoping and dreaming that this one day will end, and he finds his way. At this time I became extremely busy getting ready to propose for the woman I love, I was ready to accept this woman to share the rest of my life with.

I then sold my motorcycle my second love, and purchased a diamond ring for my beautiful girlfriend to surprise her with. I proposed to her on our cruise vacation in front of 450 people at the captain’s dinner. I was also advised by him that he will be leaving by the time we return from our trip which made my vacation even better.

Everything went great just as planned and she said YES, thank god. But no again. He did not leave, he was home still with another excuse. Today it’s been more than a year. I have no privacy, I can’t talk freely in my own house, I can’t make love to my fiancé anywhere anytime I please, I can’t watch loud TV anytime because he sleeps at 8 pm, and I’m not comfortable in my own home.

The dad does help with landscaping, and simple projects around the house which am lucky if he finishes on time. He constantly creates a remodeling plan offering to provide his labor for free, but in the end he cannot grasp the idea that I have to save every penny to pay for my weeding which he was supposed to pay in the first place. The man never cleans the common area we live in, even the bathroom he shares with me. And another big thing, guys well agree with me, he completely took over my garage storing all of his belongs.

I tried speaking to her about this problem many times, I approached her from many angles. I get no response in return. All I receive is a reply of: "I don't know", "He is my dad, and what you want me to do, kick him out in the street". I have become so angry and disappointed all the time, and this started to affect our relationship. Even at work am stressed about it. Am sure when you go home every night and feel relieved because that your home. In my case I feel like I live in a motel, every night and not just any motel, a motel that I have to work hard for every day to keep.

My anger rises every day and I don't know how much I could handle of this anymore, leaving her is not an option, she means so much to me, I simply cannot live without her. My culture and respect for family is preventing me from telling him to get out, or even bring up the subject.

I am truly terrified of the day that I will explode and ask her to choose between her dad and me. Which sounds ridiculous. I am terrified everyday of me losing such a wonderful person in my life because of such a selfish man. I always dreamed of growing up and having a responsibility and a family of my own, but at this point it seems like a hallway that gets smaller and smaller by the day.

I’m 26 and my fiancé is 25. We both are extremely responsible and live a humble life, I even explained to her my love for my family is endless. Ones we have children and get married, her and our children will always be number one in my book. Everyone else will be number two, including my family. Sadly I don't believe she feels the same way. I apologize for writing such a long detailed question. Thank you for taking the time to read my dilemma.