My dad as some of you may already know had a very complicated relationship with my family. He was very mentally unwell and was very abusive and unkind. He burned every single bridge with his family and every relationship that ever could be with a human.
On valentine’s day he had a major heart attack. He went into surgery and while he was in surgery he had a very severe stroke. The doctors said he is unlikely to survive it and if he does he will be severely disabled and very likely suffer.
I’m going through so many conflicting emotions as is the rest of our family. In a way many of us already mourned his loss when we left him on christmas eve of 2004 after he attacked my sister and mother and threatened to murder her.
But now I think I’m mourning what could have been. He is only 56 but I suppose his early passing comes as no surprise as he is 480lbs and has been for well over 30 years. But I really hoped his entire family leaving him would be the wake up call he needed to turn his life around. Even though I know never speaking to him was the right decision part of me always hoped he would change his life and settle down with a nice girlfriend and make something for himself. But he never did. His closest companion was his dog who I fear he also abused because he abused every single one of our family pets that we ever had. I imagine he was only close to his dog because it could not protest when he kicked it.
My dad I don’t think ever knew the feeling of mutual human love and I think that’s the saddest thing of all. The family members that where brave enough to give him a second chance said that he was still very angry, hateful and zealous. And each interaction he always made it about himself when they tried to confront him about how he treated them wrongly. He was incapable of change and now he is dying alone.
How do I feel? Very confused. Part of me wants to try to talk to him but he can’t even talk now because of the stroke. Another part of me thinks neither him nor myself have nothing to gain from the interaction. I have too many negative emotions swirling around inside me about him. I might say something unkind that will make his passing harder and lonelier for him. I wish things had gone differently for him. I wish he had grown as a man and learned that kindness it’s not weakness. I wish he had learned to love and experienced it in its true form. I wish he wasn’t so lonely right now.
I wanted better for him.