I adored my dad as a child but in retrospect he and my mum behaved horrifically to me. I won't go into it as today is about looking forward, not back. Suffice to say I was verbally abused regularly and called absolutely vile names by the pair of them. This was juxtaposed against behaviour where they'd cuddle me and say how much they loved me. I now realise this has warped my idea of what love is.
My mum died when I was 16. Dad left not long afterwards and he moved in with another woman, she hated my brother and I and refused to have anything to do with us. During this time out contact with him was minimal. He left her when I was 26 and in the nine years in between failed to notice I had grown up.
He does things like: gives you money and then has a go at you for "needing it"
even though I ask him not to, as I know it'll be the subject of rows in the future. He lives with another woman now but completely compartmentalises me: he will come to see me in school holidays (I am a teacher) but at any other times will not and I am not welcome there (he has a new partner.) For example, at Christmas, he and his partner have her family around but not my brother or I - we're just not invited.
He basically uses money to control me and my brother and he normalises his behaviour by telling us - not asking us - what will happen.
I've had another row with him about money and sent an email to him saying I loved him and I did believe in his own way he loved me. But that any sort of relationship was really out of the question. I said a lot more but I was nice, as it is possible to be.
I feel sad but mainly relief that I don't have his ghost over my shoulder. I feel free for the first time in my life as I am now only answerable to me x