I don't see my dad very often. I tend to plan to visit my sister who lives in his town. There has always been a long history of Dad having two daughters, the one he loves and I am the other one. So if I see my sister, my sister invites my Dad along to see me. She thinks she is doing the right thing by engineering this meeting. Dad is indifferent to me and I am sullen and silent around him, my sister does all the hard work of trying to make jolly jolly conversation between us all.
Conversation involves dad talking endlessly about his annual foreign holiday to Australia, he goes once a year every year to visit his old work colleague and his wife and two sons. He also visits my cousin and her three daughters. My cousin moved to Australia specifically to be as far away from family as possible, so no luck for her having my Dad come to visit every year. Dad tells me long and involved tales about how he lavishes gifts and days out on these three cousins kids.
He asked about two questions in total all day about myself and my three kids. He never asks after my work, always my husbands work, and I lied because I knew if I told the truth Dad would just crow about what a waster my husband is. I can't tell Dad anything real about my life, he would just use it against me and slag me and husband off to anyone else who will listen. He just about remembers my childrens names, didnt ask anything about one of my sons, and just asked over and over if my other son is in the remedial class or if he is doing alright (he has it in his head my son is educationally lacking.). Again. i fob him off with one word answers.
They go to an evangelical church, and I went too today, and the sermons there are so lovely and inspiring, full of charming homilies about family members showing each other Gods love.
So I feel guilty about this but I feel like I can't take any more from Dad and if I visit that town again i will point blank refuse to see my Dad. I know my sister thinks she is being a good Christian trying to engineer cosy get togethers, but my Dads indifference to my existence is utterly toxic and I feel utterly crap.
Can anyone relate? So depressed today.