My Father has always been a difficult person. As a child, I remember him being very shouty and emotionally unbalanced. He could be a very generous and supportive dad, but looking back I also see he was bullying, and had strange ideas.
He always spoiled holidays by having what are best described as tantrums or meltdowns. He’d lose his temper at me and my sibling for what was normal kid stuff. Days out often resulted in us being in tears after being shouted at or smacked.
My childhood was walking on eggshells. Looking back it’s obvious he was abusive. He had a traumatic upbringing and I suspect he is autistic which would’ve been very misunderstood as he was growing up. Any suggestion of therapy led to him calling me crazy and hysterical.
my dad worked away a lot, so that’s what made my childhood much better than it might have been.
unsurprisingly my mother was also unhappy. I told her even as an 8 year old to divorce him but she never did. I’ve encouraged her to leave many times since. But there’s always been an excuse. I think because of her generation, there was a genuine fear of not being able to provide for her kids, the stigma of divorce and just fear of leaving.
fast forward to now. They are both in late 80’s and my dad just gets worse as he declines physically and mentally. He is so nasty to my mother and he shouts and screams the most awful things at her. He’s a hoarder and their once lovely home is messy and dirty. it’s a large home, but he has refused to move out even though my mum has been wanting to down size for years. Now they are stuck in a home which has too many stairs, and is too much for them to clean and maintain.
my mother is now incredibly depressed. She isn’t able to drive anymore so is stuck in the house with my father.
here’s the AIBU…
I feel awful for my mum and want to do all I can to help, but I’m so angry that she has stayed with him and didn’t help herself when she could. She is now stuck in a living hell. If they’d split up I wouldn’t bother with my dad at all now, but even events like Easter means my kids and I have to spend time with him because otherwise I can’t spent time with my mum.
when my mum starts crying and getting upset, I feel such anger towards her as it feels partly self inflicted. I know I’m being unreasonable, but how do I stop feeling this way?