I've NC for this as I'm a regular poster. I don't know what advice I'm expecting here - I don't think there is any answer to the situation I am now in. Sorry it's so long........
Back story - Eight years ago, my life was happy. Married with 2 DC's, two parents who had been married forever ( met when they were teens), DS living in the same area with her DC's.
Then, one year, in the space of six months, my DSis discovered her husband was a gambling addict & had gambled away thousands. Just a couple of months later, my XH had an affair and we divorced. My 'D' M was no support to me at all, or my DS. Sat there crying in front of my DSis and telling her how worried she was about it all. I had no practical help from her at all in the following months - no offer of childcare ( I always had to ask & it was always done reluctantly), no emotional support from her. My Dad, on the other hand was ( and always has been) amazing. Practical support, asking me how I was, offering to help financially, helping DSis with sorting out her issues...
He does so much for everyone & runs around after my DM. Always has done. She stopped working 20+ years ago after an illness and now sits indoors all day every day, has shopping delivered, dad pays for a cleaner, his meals are ready-meals. She is retired now, but even before that, when she was better after her illness, she did nothing. She never invites their friends over for dinner ( can't be bothered to cook), says his friends are 'boring', regularly embarrasses him ( and me) when we are out...I met them for lunch a few weeks ago & an acquaintance came over to speak to us all. My dad chatted away, as did I - she sat there looking completely disinterested & then 'mumbled' that she found him boring. I'm sure he heard.
At a party a month or so ago, a very good friend of mine came along who my DM hadn't seen for a few months. As she walked away, DM said to me ' I see X is still struggling with her weight'
You get the idea.
Now here is the problem...
In the months after our Annus Horriblis, DM was again taken very ill. It took her a few months to recover, during which time, we all ran round after her & my poor dad was run even more ragged than usual. She was so utterly hideous to him she actually made him cry one day. I was horrified. My strong, dignified, loving dad. On at least three occasions, in front of me, she blamed her illness on the stress of my marriage breakdown & my DSis problems. Everything, as usual, was everyone elses fault. Nothing to do with the fact that she smoked 20 a day for 40 years, in the house and refused ever to accept that any of us had any reason to complain.
It was inevitable really, but he finally started an affair. And when DM found out, she rang me at work to tell me. I just can't forgive her for that. Said she 'needed to get it off her chest'. It caused a huge upset, Dad said he was so so sorry & that he would end it.
I however know he hasn't. And here's my torment. I don't blame him. My DM makes his life an utter misery & he stays because he can't bear to destroy the family. He Utterly adores the DGC's, spends loads of time and money on them, takes them out in the holidays. DM never goes. 'Can't be bothered'
So part of me is tormented by this - but mainly that he must be utterly miserable at home, and I wish more than anything he could be happy.