This will be long, but it feels important to give full context if im to ask for advice.
Im 32, and I've been estranged from my dad for almost 2 years. My parents split up when I was 8, and I lived full time with my mum, seeing my dad every other weekend. Their marriage was not a healthy one - my dad was a volatile and often violet man (to my mum, never me or my brother) and this turbulent childhood has been something I have carried heavily with me.
For as long as I can remember I have struggled to understand or feel truly connected with my dad. I felt he never knew the true me, just the person I presented as in order to avoid conflict or arguments. Once I reached adulthood, much of our relationship was based on guilt - he would make me feel bad for not being in contact, I'd begrudgingly go to visit and then the cycle would repeat itself. Although he often messaged to say he loved me, I never felt he was truly interested in my life.
Strike forward to August 2023, and I find myself a month away from marrying my kind, understanding now husband. Throughout the planning process my dad showed very little interest. He had met my fiancé 3 times, and despite us owning a home for 3 years he had never been to visit. I made the difficult decision of informing my dad he wouldn't be walking me down the aisle, my brother would instead.
I accept my huge error in telling him this info so close to the wedding, but I guess fear of conflict and worry of ruining the lead up to the wedding for me and my fiancé held me back. To say he was cross is an understatement, I was called every name under the sun and he revoked his attendance to our wedding. He then convinced my four half brothers and sisters from his side of the family to join him in withdrawing their attendance, except they waited until a week before the big day. None of them spoke to me, they simply changed their rsvp on our website.
I have not spoken to my dad since. He has not reached out and either have I. His now wife sends a Christmas and birthday card each year, with a rushed signature from him. He also refused to attend my full brothers wedding last year, as did all of the siblings from his side of the family, because of me. I carry a huge amount of guilt for that. My decision never should have had this impact on my brother, who still maintans contact with our dad.
Fast forward to today, and I am for the first time, starting to wonder if I should be the one to reach out. Despite acknowledging our relationship has never been fully healthy, he is still my dad. There have of course been moments of commonality between us over the years, and I live in fear something will happen to him and the choice of reconciliation will be taken away from me. It hurts that he hasn't reached out to me, but should I bite the bullet and send a message? Or accept life is calmer and simpler now and perhaps that is just for the best.
Thanks for any advice in advance.