My sister and I don’t have a great relationship with our dad. He’s an odd man, has a strange existence in the north of England with his boyfriend, it’s hard to describe in black and white but there’s just something a bit... off.
I was talking to her and I told her about something I remember vividly when I was a toddler. She can’t work out if it’s ‘wrong’ but I, as a mother to my DD(3), can see it absolutely is and so we don’t see him often, if at all.
When I was about 4 or 5 (old enough to remember and my sister would have been a baby) I was sharing a bath with my dad. I must have asked ‘what is that?’ to his genitals and the thing I vividly remember is him telling me, and pulling back his foreskin. I remember because it was pink, a different texture to the rest of him. He said ‘go on, you can touch it if you like’ and I did. Then we both heard mum’s footsteps coming up the stairs and she came in - but he’d quickly stopped holding back his foreskin and it was completely forgotten about.
My sister and I are falling out over this because she thinks it was just him letting a toddler be curious - I think it’s deeper than that. Nothing else has happened to either of us, other than him just being an oddball and living in isolation with his equally oddball partner.
Am I overreacting? Or she is under appreciating the story I’ve told her?