TinselMakesSantaBonkers, thank you. Among the many feeling I have about him, pity is one of them. Not to be able to develop and grow in his life has ultimately brought him sadness and loneliness.
BertieBotts, great links thanks - lots of reading to do there. I have to do it in small bursts, but I have saved the links and am working through.
UnlikelyAmazonian, I'm very interested in the things you've said about learning to cope with your mother's ways. Acceptance and distance are words that keep coming out at me, because, I suppose, I think these are the things I find so difficult. I can accept that things are the way they are NOW, and that I can't know what the next instalment is likely to be. But it is quite hard to get my head around there not BEING a next instalment.
Racingmind, so many of the things you said resonated with me. Part of the catalyst for me to act in a different way recently is that I am expecting my first child next year. While I have been willing to contort myself into strange shapes (so to speak!) in the hope that he would see the light one day and realise what he was doing, there is no way that I am putting a little one in that position. I am not going to allow a situation where I have to 'train' a child to act in a certain way around a person for fear of lighting the blue touch paper.
I do love him - he has been part of my family since I was ten. And I will always be sad about how things have panned out, if nothing ever changes from now on. But I think part of my guilt/sadness is in a growing feeling that the possibility of never seeing him again is not inconceivable/unbearable any more.
For myself as much as for him, I have tried to act with love and kindness. I have no wish to be cruel, and in certain ways he is like a toddler who can't help himself. I know that he probably doesn't see that I have been acting with love at all. In fact, I am pretty sure that from his point of view, I have been a stupid, thoughtless, blinkered idiot, and have abandoned him and turned on him 'just like everyone else'. All because I won't agree with his viewpoint.
His perceptions are quite skewed at time. I honestly think he believes his own perception of things, even when that means him completely rewriting history. Here's an example:
Some years ago, he put me in an impossible position. He told me something that my mother HAD to know, but he asked me not to tell her.
I said that I couldn't agree to that, because I felt it was utter madness for her not to be told. However, I agreed that I would say nothing about it as long as he told her the following day. Under great pressure, he did tell her.
Later, it came out that the whole thing had been a lie from start to finish. It took him about two years to admit it, but eventually he did. That's a whole other kettle of fish.
But the point is that when he admitted that it was a lie, he came out with something along the lines of this: yes he had been wrong to lie, but I had betrayed his trust because I had promised not to say anything to Mum until he was ready.
He believed this completely, and it was utterly untrue.
- I had specifically said that I couldn't make that promise, and
- I hadn't told my mum.
It made me feel very strange - as if I had stepped into a parallel world. It made me question my own memories.
It's like always being on the back foot.
Anyway, over the last year I have withdrawn from spending much time with him and have allowed him to continue in the bubble where he feels safe - the bubble where he can continue to believe that my life is being lived in a particular way.
I am now in the process of accepting that he would rather live with that fantasy than have a relationship with the real me. And if I am not happy to carry on like that, he would rather have no contact with me at all.
It's just not what my idea of a parent is - and he has been a parent to me since I was ten. Thankfully I have a sane, wise, loving and kind mother who has taught me more sense.
Blimey, sorry, I have gone on a bit. But I am deeply appreciative of all your very, very useful and insightful responses.