When I was 12 my parents split up. I was glad of it as my Dad would spend every weekend and all weekend down the pub and return drunk. He could be nasty on drink towards my Mum and many a night I’d hear him shouting, swearing and pushing her around. I would always wake up in the night to this which caused me to shake uncontrollably.
Because the split was initiated by my Mum, he decided to give up his job and not pay any CSA. He told my Mum she had made her bed and she could lie in it. He didn’t pay a penny towards my upkeep. Within a month or two he had moved 3 hours away so I only saw him 1-2 x a year but he would call 2 x month.
His main objective in ringing up would be to run my Mum down all whilst drunk. He would never ask about me and only talked about himself. This went on for years. At age 24, when he told me to F off after I told him he needed to move on (as yet again running my Mum down) I decided to stop contact. We didn’t speak for 14 years. He made one attempt to contact me by sending a letter which told me I should contact him and have respect as he’s my father and a weak attempt on Facebook. He made no contact with me when I had my first child despite the fact he knew.
Out of the blue I found out he had cancer and I couldn’t get him out of my head. I made contact again. He was pleased as not surprisingly he was on his own and lonely. When he found out his cancer had spread he told me he was going to move closer to be by his family. Me and his brother. I didn’t want this, but I couldn’t say. I am like a child with him. Meek and afraid of him.
He did move close and boy do I regret getting back in touch. I just don’t like him as a person. I don’t know why I ever thought I would. He has very high expectations as to the time I should give him. He is rude - still makes the odd comment about my mum, only talks about himself, is easily irritated and moans about everything.
I end up wound up every time I speak to him but because he’s ill and alone, I don’t speak up to him. I get nothing from our relationship as it’s all about him. I think the only reason he moved here was so that when he becomes really ill, I’m here to help care for him. I would love to stop contact again but know I’d feel guilty what with his situation. He has hinted he won’t have enough money for his funeral but I don’t want to pay anything towards it when he didn’t pay a thing towards me from the age of 12. When I told a friend this she said that was cold of me. What do people think?