Is OTHER wrong in the post ? POST : Okay so here's the tea and strap in I'm sorry it's kinda long. I don't have much connection to my bio dad bc he has drug issues and my second dad I don't talk to at all because he blocked me on everything when I was 13 and I found out he only talked to me to avoid paying child support. My third dad was great, untill his first deployment when I was around 6ish. He was sent to iraq during a time when it was really bad over there and he came back with several PTSD. Because of his PTSD he would have "episodes" he would tell me (as a 7/8 year old) that there were dead bodies in the house. He called the cops because of gunfire that was just loud noises from the street (we lived in a city) he wouldn't pick me up from school because there were too many Muslim girls in hijabs there and it triggered him (eventually leading to us moving from the city into the whitest suburb he could find and I was also not allowed to have many of my Muslim friends to the house) when I would not clean to his standard he would scream at me until I cried and throw things like plates and dishes all across the floor. When we moved and i was older. He stopped having full on episodes unless he was drinking. In one case my mom and him were both drunk and my mom tried to take my baby brother away from him during a fight. He ended up dislocating her shoulder. When he would come back from deployments there would be a period where he would be unemployed but also had spending problems because he was overseas with out luxery for so long. (He would buy massive televisions. He got a boat and a new car.) Him and my mom would fight about money and I remember my first depressive episode being in elementary school over one of these fights. I decided that my parents wouldn't have money problems if I killed myself because I cost too much money for them and I tried to poke a knife into my stomach. I got older and he deployed two more times and his symptoms went up and down. Last year him and my mom both got into another drunk fight and he slammed her repeatedly into a door, and she was very bruised. I took my younger brother (who was 12 at the time but who has mild autism so he acts much younger) to a friends house. I wasnt that close with the friend but I didn't have anyone else to go to at the time so the situation was very awkward. A few months later my dad admitted to having a drinking problem and decided to quit drinking. He got a lot better and I went off to college. While I was away at college I was told my parents were getting a divorce but would continue living together until the lease on the house ended. It gets dicey here. 

I came home from winter break at the start of last month and my dad had started drinking again. My brother was not handling it well and took out a lot of his anger on me as well as binge eating for emotional reasons. My dad had already yelled at me several times over while I was home and I had had several suicidal episodes due to these reasons. Finally I asked my brother not to eat the food I had gotten to make dinner that night and labeled it all accordingly. My brother ended up eating it anyway while I was out with a friend. I went downstairs and told my dad who freaked out at me. He told me 'if I was so selfish that I couldn't spare some rice and fruit for Audie then I should pack my shit and get out of his house' so I shut down and went to my room. The next day my mother called me to tell me she was bringing home food for me and my brother and to tell my brother so that he wouldn't make anything before she got home. Unfortunately my dad had told my brother to make pizza before I had the chance to tell him so I called my mom to tell her that my brother had already eaten. I start to get ready to go to a goodbye party for my friend who was shipping out the next day and my dad calls me into his room and starts to yell at me for "calling my mother behind his back" and "acting like I run shit"  he then tells me that I contribute nothing to the family and that I'm lazy. (I gave him and my mother 2000 dollars aka all of my savings to pay for bills while he was unemployed and worked full time to buy groveries for the  family) He tells me that my grandmother (the person I am closest too) doesn't know how lazy I am and that I won't do any work.  So I said "what the fuck do you want from me? Do you want me to leave?!" And he told me I had 96 hours to get my shit out and whatever was left would be thrown away. I immediately called my friend who missed her own goodbye party to come and get me and my stuff and she drives me two hours north to my grandma's house. (When my mom gets home with food that night he says the same thing to her.)  Im too tired to explain it all but my grandparents already know about my dad's history of abuse and episodes. So she immediately clears a room for me and starts helping me find a job. My aunt and uncle find out about it and offer me a nannying job at their house where they will pay me. I take the offer but I know it's only because of what happened with my dad. I'm too embarrassed to explain all of it to them so I simply say my dad kicked me and my mom out. (Please note that my brother is my father's own child who he has always understandably favorited. My brother is safe in the house.)  My dad texts me several days later saying I blew things out of proportion and sends a seemingly nice message but to me it felt manipulative. I only got the text after I told his mom (my other grandma what happened) he calls me a liar in the text and my brother calls me a liar as well and tells the family I'm lying and that I abandoned him. I'm too embarrassed to tell my family what really happened. I feel a lot of guilt for not stepping in over the years or calling the cops during his episodes. 

Long story short. I know that his PTSD is the reason he acts this way and I feel like shit for not being more accommodating to his mental illness but I couldn't take it anymore. I feel like leaving was partially my choice and that if I had refused to leave none of this would have happened. AITA for leaving? For not doing anything earlier? Or am I really blowing what he said out of proportion? 

I'm sorry this was so long