I have never had a close relationship with my dad. He was never around much when I was a kid. He was violent to my mum too. They divorced when I was 16. I never really saw a lot of him after that but always made the effort to phone him, buy him xmas/birthday cards/presents because I felt I should as he was my dad. It would break my heart to stand in the card shops trying to find a card that didn't say "to the best dad in the world" etc.
I suffered with PND when dd2 was born 3 years ago and the depression continued for long after. I am just coming off the ADs now. I had counselling this year which helped me to realise that although he is my dad I don't owe him anything. So I decided back in June and July not to send him a father's day card or birthday card or present.
He phoned me a couple of days after his birthday to sarcastically say thankyou for my presents and then he put the phone down on me. I called him back but his wife told me that he had gone out. I told her to tell him that if he wants to know why I haven't bothered to get him to call me and I will talk to him to explain everything. I never heard back.
Yesterday it was my birthday and, I have no idea why, but I was watching all day to see if a birthday card would come through the post from him to me and it never. It really hurt.
Sorry to ramble on but it's helped me already just typing this out.