...and they die...then what?
I have no contact with my father. For very good reason. I'd be shocked to find a person who'd dispute that if they knew. Even now, I remain utterly terrified of the man and the mere thought of having contact with him makes me physically ill.
It is rumoured that he is unwell. A few extended family members have asked if I intend on speaking to him, which I most certainly do not.
No one beyond our immediate family know why we all do not have contact with him, and I certainly don't have any intention of explaining it.
When I've responded that I definitely will not be in contact with him (and have gone to great expense and effort to ensure that he does not know where I live now, so he won't be contacting me), these people have all told me how I'll regret it once he is gone.
AIBU to think I won't be sorry?