Sooo, I've been mulling this over for a couple of months now but am no closer to an answer and am concerned and confused (and fucking HURT) by it all. I've had a couple of threads in Education and Behaviour and Development about my daughter, DD is seven, I also have a DS. DD has always been 'other', she was recently permanently excluded from school, (last June aged six), we're currently seeking and I believe we'll get a ASD diagnosis, (this is just preamble, I'll get to the point shortly). We relocated because of DD to a) Be nearer family for support, b) Be in a less rural area so we could access better support for DD.
I'm one of five children, I always had a very good relationship with my Father, always (or so I thought), I did, it's not some fantasy of mine that it happened, it was a solid relationship. When my parents divorced I kept neutral - wasn't my business, my Dad left my Mum for his current wife - not my beef, life happens, Dad and I were good, we were always good. We laughed together, he loved my husband (really loved him, I always thought he saw him as another son), I LOVE MY DAD.
But recently, since we have moved back, he's just turned on me, I can think of no better way to describe it. I phoned him up one night when I'd had a particularly tough day, just to have a vent and he told me there was nothing wrong with DD, that I had caused all of her problems, that I was a neglectful Mother and I had broken my child. This was followed up by an email to tell me he had blocked my domestic number on his land-line and to please do not turn up as his door as any 'door-step' scene involving my children would be my fault and that all my phone calls for the last few years had been 'emotionally loaded demands for support'.
This is apropos of FUCK ALL, I have never asked my Dad for anything, he's very much of the 'pull your socks up' school, I have never asked him for anything. I'd call once a week to fill him in on our lives and was was going on in Hound town, nothing more, nothing less.
I'm utterly flummoxed and hurt and worried. He still, although retired, flies to conferences all over the world and can manage a week or two to climb mountains whence he goes, so I presume he's not completely fucking losing it.
The ONLY thing I can think of, and it's fucking tenuous, is that his wife always hated me, when she met my husband she suggested that me and my father had 'an incestuous relationship', I can only think that after 20 years she's finally found a way to take me down, but surely that would be madness? I don't know, I haven't got a fucking clue. I'm just reeling and hurt, and we moved back to be closer to family for support, and the person I thought would always have my back, would always support me, has told me to fuck right off - so fucking painful.
Sorry for all the fucks.