I posted about this before once or twice. Posting again because my worry and upset about this situ has got out of hand. Sometimes I wake up with so much tension in my body that I want to scream and punch things. I've chewed this all over in my head every day for well over a year. I'm exhausted and fuming. Please tell me, am I out of order for letting go of my dad?
Potted history:
- he wasn't in my life at all growing up. Got taken to court by DSS for not paying his child maintenance.
- wrote to my mum asking for permission to contact me at 16. I wrote back excitedly. My stepdad was an abusive fucker so I thought my real dad would save me.
- we wrote back and forth and then I met him at 21. Started going to his house and connecting. Felt really happy about it.
- it's at this point I should mention he is in a cult, heavily involved in it.
- he announced he was moving hundreds of miles away to be nearer the cult hq. I was devastated.
- got harder to see him because of the distance. One weekend me and dh went down and at the dinner table my dad and his wife got irate and started shouting at us across the table over our differing views on sick pay (and I'd been off work for six months with depression, paid, they thought that was disgusting and I should 'stand on my own two feet'). I ended up in tears at the dinner table and not keen to go back again.
- things went downhill from there, distance meant we couldn't see each other much and I was on my guard after the above incident, and several inconsiderate events, including him pushing me into meeting my entire paternal family at a family photo shoot (horrendous) and telling me he didn't like a photo I sent him.
- I felt a real distance between us and I was in a right mess, self harming and suicidal (over lots of things, not just him) and I took a step back. Eventually we had a massive row on email and he said some awful things that I've never been able to shake.
- I cut contact. Didn't speak for a couple of years. Ds was born and I decided to contact him, he started coming to see us a bit and emails would go back and forth in between. After a couple of years He v kindly offered to pay for some dental work for me, which I now feel guilty about accepting, as things have gone so lousy.
- he came to see us and was slagging my step brother off, calling him a 'nob' because my step bro no longer wanted to talk about 'spiritual' stuff with them (cult stuff) and my dad told me he kicked my step brother out at 20 even though he wasn't ready to live on his own as there was 'too much testosterone in the house'.
- in spring last year I sat down and wrote him a long email about news to do with us- Ds starting play school, holidays etc. a month later he had still not replied. I wrote to him saying i felt like he had pulled away again and it was really upsetting. I got a reply saying sorry and he was v busy with his new extension. Nothing til a few months later when I got an email saying 'hey what do you want for your birthday?' I didn't want anything. I was fed up.
- he suggested visiting but I felt so messed up about everything and so upset that I turned him down.
It's been eight months since we last spoke. I don't want to see him, I don't want to talk to him.
I don't understand this fucking relationship. It's like I'm his acquaintance or mate, which Is shite because what I've always wanted and deserved is a dad.
Yet I feel like a heel for not making contact anymore. To my knowledge he hasn't tried to contact me (I set his emails to go to my trash, because each time one came it sent me into a panic. But I check my trash sometimes and there is nothing there). I feel so fucking angry and so messed up, I've cried more than I can count. Please help me figure this out. Sorry it was long.