Confused even more.

So, I at first took the news about my Dad very badly. I would even say I was very angry towards my Dad. He was very strict about the church. So I'll tell you a bit about my Dad in the relation to the church, to perhaps help you understand why it effected me so much. 
My Dad was always a devoted member of the church. He was a member for 36 years and he put his all into being a good member. He was Bishop and very loving one. He had open arms and welcomed everyone. He was also a High Councilor and for some time a Ward Mission Leader, he had many other callings. He always went that extra mile in his callings. He cared so much for the people. He even welcomed one member who was struggling at home to live with us. He met my Mum in the temple, if he hadn't been a member of the church we would have never have been a family. He devoted his life to his family and friends. He made sure he had a big family because he believed that's what God wanted him to do. I am the youngest of 7. They would have had more but my Mums health wasn't great. He was my strength in the church, I went to him when I was struggling. I believed everything he told me, in my mind he was right about everything. Sometimes he was very strict with us about things. Especially the older children, I think they got it worse. My oldest brother had the pressure of going on a mission, that he should have probably waited until he was ready for it. My sisters felt the pressure of getting married to a worthy member of the church. When one of my sisters got married to a non-member, my Dad spoke to my brother in-law. He told him he knows he's a great man, but he would have liked it if she married a member of the church, just so she could get sealed. 
So you could only imagine how I felt, how I was angry, confused and upset. Everything that I had been taught from him the past 18 years felt like a lie to me. I was already struggling with my faith in the church and then this happened and it confused me even more. I didn't know what to believe. I didn't want to face it. So I concentrated on other things in the church. I started going to institute, YSA FHE and YSA Sunday School. I was starting to feel like I was getting stronger. I felt like what happened to my Dad was making me stronger. In February 2009 I was called as the Nursery Leader. I loved it, I put my all into it. I was fully active again. I was going to every activity, I was making new friends. I also even thought there was hope for my Dad.
On Thursday 16th July 2009 my Dad removed his name from the Church Records. He was no longer a member of the church, I could no longer ask him to give me a blessing when I'm sick. If anyone else in my family get's sealed in the temple, he can no longer go see that happening. I can no longer go to him for advice in the church. It once again opened new questions that no one could seem to answer. Are the rest of my family still sealed? What had changed in him? What was his turning point? Had he ever believed in the gospel? What will happen now? 
I will leave it at that for now. I will shortly be adding more. Once again thanks for reading and please feel free to add comments.