Just that really. My ‘dp’ is a grumpy old man- he won’t take the kids to the park, he won’t play with them and is super grumpy to the point of reducing my 6 year old to tears earlier. I hate him for it.
It’s always me taking them to the park, doing fun stuff with them. It’s like he forgets they are kids- he wouldn’t get DD’s train track out earlier hence her tears. I just feel like that’s all they will remember of their childhood- a miserable cunt who wouldn’t play with them. I try to fill the gap and make sure they have a fun, happy, loved life but I feel like he ruins it all.
Aibu to hope they remember the good & not the bad?
Ps, we are starting therapy as I have had enough