Yep, my mother suffered with her ‘nerves’ so as I child I was either terrified of her explosive temper or smothered (I hated the smothering as I was always afraid that she’d turn in an instant). She descended into alcoholism then, kicked me out age 17 so we had a strained relationship for many years.
She did take some interest in my children but very much at arms length, the alcoholism further grew and she was at end of life for the last two years of her life, I’d cut contact by then as I couldn’t take any more.
My father stood by all of my life, allowing her to emotionally abuse me, he kept his nose out for an easy life and to stop her picking on him instead.
I tried my best to support him as an adult, knowing he continued to have an awful life with my mother but he repaid my loyalty by immediately moving another woman in weeks after my mother died, a woman who was a complete bitch who made it quite clear we weren’t welcome.
History repeated itself as he stood by this woman and allowed her to speak to me like shit, again for an easy life and to keep her as she repeatedly threatened to leave him.
The pain of having him let me down yet again was too much and so he’s now no longer in my life either, he told me that unless I accepted his new woman he didn’t want anything to do with me.
Off you fuck then, you didn’t look after me as a child and your not understanding my feelings as an adult either.
His loss.