Some other threads have got me thinking about issues with my dad. Have name changed. Sorry it's long, there's a lot of back story.
I'm an only child. DF could be quite passive aggressive and temperamental. People found him intelligent, funny, charismatic etc, which he was, but if he was in a bad mood it was his family's fault/problem. We always tried to keep him happy. Used to think he was a decent guy who could just be a bit grumpy but when do you stop calling that and start calling it abuse?
He didn't hit my mum, though he could be very shitty and scathing to her. He smacked me occasionally when I was little. It was very common then (80s) and he only did it occasionally but it was never about rules and consequences, just him losing his temper. He'd apologise and say he hadn't wanted to hit me but I should count myself lucky as he used to get much worse. DM claimed to be against smacking but never intervened (she never felt able to stand up to him about anything) and if I complained she said things like "well you were being very difficult" or "you could see he was getting cross", probably trying to justify it to herself.
I was quite a timid kid. When I got older and started disagreeing with him and complaining when I thought he was unreasonable he couldn't stand it. Used to yell at me a lot, kind of round on me and really shout, sometimes grab my arm in a really aggressive way, slapped me round the face a couple of times, once threw a coffee cup at my head. He'd complain about me to DM who never stuck up for me and would tell me not to antagonise him or "you know he gets stressed". It was, supposedly, all fine until I pissed him off. He hit me with his belt once, when I was about 14. I had done something really bad on that occasion, but again it wasn't really about consequences, just him being angry.
I never thought any of this was abuse because I had friends whose parents were horrible to them or beat them up and me, well, I lived in a nice house, I loved my parents, I did lots of nice things with them, I only got the belt that one time, it was normal to get shouted at sometimes; I've never posted about it on here because I figure people will say, get over yourself, some people actually had it tough. But it made me feel kind of worthless. And sometimes the good times weren't always so good, like we'd go on holiday and tell everyone how lovely it was, not mentioning the night where my dad stormed off halfway through dinner and my mum insisted we follow him. My parents had quite high expectations of me and I never felt able to confide in them about worries or problems.
After I went to university, my parents' marriage limped on for a bit but they split up when I was in my early 20s. DM was very needy for a while, turning to me for emotional support, which was hard. She phoned a lot. I had (probably unsurprisingly) ended up in an abusive relationship. When that ended she wanted me to move home and made me feel quite guilty about not doing so (supposedly because of work but really because I couldn't face being her emotional support). She has since got a new partner which came as a pleasant surprise as it was someone I knew and liked. I still find her a bit draining at times, but I get on well with my stepdad. In fact he's the only person in my life who actually acts like a parent a lot of the time.
After the divorce, DF went through phases of wanting to spend lots of time with me, and phases of just falling off the face of the earth. One night he started yelling at me that I'd always been ungrateful and I didn't appreciate anything he'd done for me. I walked out and phoned my now-DH (who isn't abusive, he's lovely) in tears to pick me up. I haven't actually seen my dad since. He has since remarried as well (we didn't go) and moved abroad. After DD was born and he found out via other family members, he got in touch asking if it would be okay if he sent a gift for her. I said yes and he sent some nice things. He also sent Christmas and birthday presents, which I was okay with, but I've refused his requests to talk to us on Skype, and I've refused his offers to pay for us to go and stay over there.
I haven't told friends about the details, because I feel guilty about keeping his only grandchild away from him, and it all sounds quite trivial compared to what some people endured in childhood. Most people were yelled at and smacked once in a while. There's a lot about him that I love and miss, but it's the relationship dynamic that I'm worried about. I don't want my own DD to think that's okay! I don't know how I could spend time with my dad without that dynamic being there - keeping him happy, worrying about him losing his temper - because it has always been there and I don't know how to change it.
Recently my stepmum (who I've never actually met) emailed me, saying my dad is heartbroken that he's missing out on his only grandchild, that he doesn't know what he's done wrong. I haven't replied. I don't know if I should. I don't know what to do. Am I making a big deal out of nothing and being horrible keeping his only grandchild away from him? Or am I just being selfish and ungrateful? Is there any way I could have a different kind of relationship with him now? Any advice very much appreciated. Sorry this is so very long and thank you very much if you got this far.