NC for this.
Sorry its an essay but I'm trying not to drip feed -
I've grown up with an odd relationship with my dad, and on and off contact. The reason for this is my parents separated when I was very young, my mum had her own issues and was emotionally abusive, their separation was the most acrimonious that i've ever come across since (all on her side). I grew up with limited contact - 4 or 5 hrs fortnightly weekends, no overnights, and always with a grilling when I returned home. I was told over and over by my mum that the reason that my dad had left was because he'd pressured her into having kids then decided he didn't want us after all (I am one of four) . I grew up with my mum and her partner and the two of them were problematic binge drinkers, lots of issues with neglect etc. I don't have many photos of when i was a child but the ones I have are eerie to look at; our house was squalid (I didn't know better at the time) and I'm always very pale and worryingly thin, as were my siblings. I had a stammer, my brother had a nervous tic, it would have been obvious to other people that things weren't good at home. Things came to a head between my mum and my dad when i was 18 and I took my mum's side, i didn't speak to my dad for about 8 years. He didn't try and contact me at all during that time. I'd asked him to apologise and he refused, and I said that if he didnt I wouldnt' speak to him - he told me that that was my decision and that was that.
One of my siblings did always keep contact with my dad and after some pressure from him in my twenties (and after my mum had passed away - prematurely, due to alcohol abuse) i decided to re-connect. I wrote my dad quite a heartful letter about how angry I was and about him never being there. We met for a chat and he told me a very different version of events - that my mum had got pregnant early on and despite already having worries about the relationship that he had wanted to do the right thing AND always wanted kids, so they had got married and had more, but that it didn't work. When he first ended the relationship she attempted suicide so he went back. Unsurprisingly it didn't work so he ended it for good. He had attempted to gain custody (and had the court paperwork to back this up) but my mum threatened to kill herself and us if he took action and he felt the risk was too great so he walked away. He always paid court directed maintenance and he said the reason he didn't give more was because my mum claimed throughout as a single person, despite moving her bf in (who had a trade and earned good money, though didn't see himself as part of the family so his money was his, and went on drink). He remarried and had another two kids.
He said that the level of contact was always dictated by my mum and he had to do what he could so he didn't upset her further, even though he could see things werent' good for us. He talked about all the things that he had wanted to do that got turned down - holidays, trips etc.
I thought at the time I'd done a very mature thing, cleared the air and that we could start afresh. All my friends advised me that I would regret it if I didn't have a relationship with him, especially after losing my mum young, and I was hopeful that things would be better as adults.
Fast forward five years. Since the one conversation, everything went back to polite small talk and nothing was mentioned again. It feels he's so used to being passive that he makes zero effort, beyond nostalgic musings about how things could have been or what he'd like them to be. He's comfortable - he was from that lucky baby boomer generation where he got a house for peanuts and a job for life and retired in his 50s. He always talks about how busy he is, with a weary sigh. I have a very stressful job that i work long hours for, often unpaid. In the past I've worked three NMW jobs to make ends meet, which he knows. If i mention about being tired I get comments about how i wouldn't know what tiredness is (I'm too young apparently) or his most sympathetic is ' i know you're doing something you love' (anyone who works in the public sector will know why that sentiment grates!) If i ask to meet up I have to wait at least two months every time before he's got a free spot in his schedule (as weekends are SO busy). Yet I get texts every few weeks saying how nice it would be to meet and saying he know's i'm busy but 'I'd love it one day if...'
I realised recently that these texts are always sent on a saturday evening and I now suspect that I only get them when he's a bit tipsy.
For info, the busy life he has is hobbies that he has taken up since retiring, mainly gardening and DIY, and his busy weekends are dinner parties. The only actual responsibility he has is taking his wife (who is lovely btw) to see her relative who is disabled but lives in supported accommodation and is very independent (so its more of a social visit than a caring visit) He has one adult child at home who is pretty independent (working and saving for a deposit)
The thing that really got to me recently was when I saw him before Xmas (again, no effort to see me for Xmas, he was terribly busy, just saw him at an occasion for another family member) He knows I work with vulnerable people and he was making conversation and told me about a radio show where people were phoning in who were going to be spending Xmas on their own. He talked about how sad he felt about people who didn't have family at Xmas and how incredible it was that for some people Xmas wasn't a happy time.
He's made a fair few ignorant comments like that before, but when I mentioned it to DH when i got home he was pretty upset for me and told me how little he thinks of my dad (he has a lovely dad and i guess he can see the difference between dad's who do what they 'should' do and, well, mine) And the comment still niggles me. I'd never spent Xmas with him, and Xmas for me was always a frightening time due to the drinking, from the age of 14 I had part time jobs where I could opt to work Xmas for an excuse. I don't know who he thinks I spent Xmas with before I met my DH (I spend it with his family every year)
I cba making an effort to have an adult relationship with my dad. Deep down I feel I know that ship has sailed, and even though he's not an obviously nasty person, he's clearly lacking in the emotional insight/personal responsibility department. But a big part of me still wants to hope that I can have one decent blood family member, and I worry I will regret it as I get older if I don't. My sibling who has contact does seem to have a good relationship with him, though my sibling is quite demanding (eg asking for help with the house, with my niece etc) so they do see each other more.
So, AIBU to let this not terrible-but-not-great-either parent to drift out of my life, and quietly avoid questions from my sibling about it? AIU to feel that if he wanted this to work that the onus was on him, being the parent, to make more of an effort to rebuild?