I have permission from the other people involved in this, they are B my stepbrother and S my youngest step sister to share some of what’s happened since I last contacted dad.
B had a conversation with dad because my dsis spoke to B about what’s happened and what’s been said, she was quite rightly worried about the ramifications of what I’d said.
Dad spoke to S and told her that it was me that hid her flute the day of her grade 8 music exam, he apologised for not believing her at the time and for the hard time he gave her for accusing me.
B had a long chat to S and then contacted me, last night I spoke to him on the phone for about an hour, he said that S wanted to have my email address and said that was fine.
I was bracing myself for a backlash from S but her email was incredibly mature (much more mature than I am).
Here are a few excerpts from her email, and please remember they are just snippets so don’t take them out of context.
I’m sorry your life in London hasn’t worked out the way I know you would have wanted it to.
Mum has never stopped loving you, sometimes she didn’t like you but I think she has said that about all of us at times.
Mum knew and always reminded us that you were a victim and that being disloyal to your mum would feel the same as we did about losing our dad. So we did understand and now that we’re adults and have some perspective and a little bit of life experience looking back it’s easier to remember the good bits than the bad and there was a lot of good.
As for dad’s difficult phone call about my flute, I think he was disappointed that there was no wailing and sobbing from me, I think this will hit him much harder than it did me. The rest of us always knew it was you and we all knew that you would confess one day. Yes I was very angry at the time, angry in a way that only a teenager can be but I haven’t carried that anger with me into adulthood and I suspect your guilt has weighed you down much more than my anger ever did. So yes you are forgiven, you were a long time ago. It worked out well for me, I got an extra seven weeks to practice and a weekend away with my favourite auntie as compensation for missing my exam, I also got a distinction which I don’t think I would have got if I’d taken it earlier.
I know B spoke to you about counselling and maybe putting some distance between you and your mother while you go through that and I think that’s an excellent idea. I’ve had counselling and I can thoroughly recommend it. It gives you a long hard look in the mirror and the opportunity to fix the bits you can and change the bits you can’t.
Mum loves her unique wedding photos, she treasures them because they were all taken by the people she invited so I know there will be no hard feelings on her part for that. Again we all knew it was you it was dad that wouldn’t entertain the idea but you were always the golden girl so we didn’t expect any different, he has as much if not more to apologise for than you and we are going to suggest counselling for him too. Maybe some sessions of family counselling at some point if they will help the two of you as well. I say the two of you because the rest of us are fine we really are we all grew up but you got stuck, despite the fancy job and beautiful apartment and dad he has never not once accepted that life could be anything other than perfect. He never believed for one moment that his kids could be arseholes, and we all were at times like everything you just did it bigger and better. In dads perfect middle class family everyone was perfect and it’s a shame that he is never able to tackle emotional stuff, he’s currently in the "I need some time to think about this" stage which also means he’s put it on the too difficult to do pile.
The speech you gave on the day you left for London has gone down in family folklore as Elfingbell’s state of the nation speech and we often laugh about it, even mum. The things you said were really funny once you took the vitriol out of them, saying mum was an "abusive narcissist" as if anyone would describe her as that. When you slammed the door she just turned round and said "oh dear I think that was meant for her other mother" she was bereft that she’d lost you to your mum but she always said you would be back when you were ready.
While we’re doing confessions and apologies, I used to fart on your pillow whenever I got the chance, I removed the wires from your wonderbra (who other than your own mother would buy one for a 12yr old) but I know you loved it, I spat in your dinner a few times when I was dishing up and that horrible smell in your bedroom was down to me too, I removed the head from your Barbie and put cheese inside it. Like I said kids can be arseholes even a geek like me.
Mum doesn’t know anything other than the fact that you lost your job, we’re not telling her until at least Monday because she is decorating the house for Christmas even though we won’t be there and nobody can visit. I spoke to her earlier and she was knee deep in decorations and up to her elbows in mince pies, I keep getting pinged photos of the shit decorations we made at primary school which will all be lovingly wrapped in tissue paper come January and put back in the loft ready for next year. Who knows maybe next year we will all be home for Christmas and you can introduce xxxx to a proper family Christmas complete with puppet show, charades and wind up toy races in the hall.
Let’s keep chatting like this for now and know that I love my big sisters all three of them and I’m a freaking awesome auntie so can’t wait to meet my niece and teach her cool geeky stuff.
I have only put a fraction of what S wrote to me here and I’ve sobbed buckets at the sheer waste of all those years I could have had these people in my life. I now realise that the things I did and said didn’t have the effect I thought they did.
It’s also made me realise that my dad is a victim in all of this too but also very weak for never standing up to dm, I think if he’d never agreed to her increasing access a lot of this wouldn’t have happened.
Thank you all for your input, I don’t think I would be as open if it wasn’t for you lot, I really am very grateful.