...the pre-Father-and-step-mother-visit-anxiety. Not really sure why I'm posting, except that I posted on this issue in AIBU a couple of months ago and got some different perspectives. I'm not really expecting and answers, because I think I just need to sort out in my own head what I think and find peace with it.
So, in summary. DF left my DM for not-very-dear-at-all-step-mother when I was 3.5. Relationship has rumbled on, not brilliantly ever, sometimes dreadfully, but always casting a shadow over me. I've had some shocking self-esteem ishooos which I think stem directly from the way DF and StepM behaved. I've spent many, many, many hrs talking this through with professionals, and finally feel that I properly understand the dynamics in the relationship now. But I still can't quite bring myself not to, well, really dislike spending time with them. I've thought it through, and I think the reasons are;
A) they don't actually LIKE me, OH or the children. They have an ideal they want to achieve of a 'perfect' family, and expect me/us to conform to it. When we don't its pursed lips, anger and confused/wounded expressions all round
B) as I now have 2 DCs I can't understand how they did what the did, inflicting so much hurt, with nary a backward glance. Not to out myself, but they were both in professions where you might have thought they'd be aware of the damage they were causing and at least tried to mitigate some of it
C) now I have DCs I know how bloody hard my DM must have had it on her own with 2 children. They don't seem to recognise this at all - and exhibit a sense of entitlement to a presence my life that I find utterly incomprehensible. No humility or gratitude toward the hard yards she out in at all, and a general sense they've air-brushed their absence and the problems they caused from history.
Why don't I go NC? Because I think my DCs should know their family - so not just DF and StepM, but step-siblings, cousins etc. Also conscious I may at some stage find a way to accept all this and don't want to burn bridges although I'm now in my late 30s so not entirely sure this will come to pass
So. They arrive for 2 nights next week. And I'm already feeling the anger bubble up, and anticipating when and how they'll piss me off. Such fun...
Sorry this is an essay. Not sure what I expect from y'all. I may just temporarily update this as an outlet. Feel free to ignore me...