The ties that bind, eh
My father is quite unemotional. He has told me many, many times that he wished he'd never married my mother.
The funny thing is, he can't see the connection that a child would make. I went through this for years ... he didn't love my mother, regrets the marriage, ergo, he can't love me. I've never told him that what he says is upsetting. But then again, when you get to a certain age, it no longer seems as pressing as it once did.
But he does love me, if not in any demonstrative way. I'm a fact of life. I am a life ... and one he helped bring into this world.
But God, how confusing for you to read his gay blogs. Fwiw, I think you're one-in-a-million.
Certain threads are black and white. I don't know if you were following newlifenewname's thread recently, but she was in a very dark place. A few MN'ers strongly advised her to go on ADs for a while, and now she's surging ahead. It's so wonderful to hear.
That's a black and white thread, in some respects. She asked for help. She got it .. she took the advice.
This is different. We're in the grey area. If I was in your situation, I would feel exactly the same way you do ... to the letter. And here's what I would do (whilst cognizant that others would disagree).
I would arrange to meet, without 'lodger'. I would tell him everything that's on your mind. If you get hysterical, so be it. If you need a drink before you do it, so be it. If you feel confused and uncertain after you've done it, so be it. If you don't speak to each other for three months afterwards ...
so be it.
Don't confuse his 'I wish I'd never got married' blog with your status. Did he say 'I wish I'd never had kids ...?' (and if he did, he means it in the sense that he's not been a good father. Not being a good parent is the cruellest thing to bear).
Sorry, long ramble. I have a reasonably crap father myself. In my mid-thirties I went through a period of giving him a very hard time for my childhood. It was the only way I could go forward. He got very angry, slammed the phone down numerous times, sighed, wished he was elsewhere, etc.
Now, we get on like a house on fire. And that's because I did set the house on fire, figuratively speaking
You've two choices, as I see it:-
You confront
You retreat
As this is bothering you, I would consider the first option. You've nothing to lose, and much to gain.
I hope this helps. I really do.