I have tried to be strong for my mum when I have spoken to her, but I have been in tears all week privately.
I’m 31 and have moved back up north with my husband and new baby, mainly at my parents insistence because they wanted the baby to be in a family unit rather than down in ‘that London’ with no one around to help us. Unbeknownst to me, as my house sale and purchase was going through- my dad tried to split up with my mum. They then patched things up as they apparently wanted to support me and enjoy the the newborn, but 7 months on (this week)- my dad has said that he’s needed space.
He has form for cheating over the years, right from when I was a child to me catching him texting someone else when I was a student home from uni . I firmly don’t believe men like him leave unless they have somewhere else to go, and he’s been a bit cagey on the phone when I have had to drop off keys/collect things over the past month. my spidey senses are pinging. He was also emotionally and physically violent towards me and her as a child but I have tried to bury this and so has my mum, because it genuinely seemed to be a horrible chapter in history which had long finished.
My mum is so embarrassed and really wants to know either way what’s happening. She doesn’t want to tell people they are ‘on a break’. My line has basically been to take the choice out of his hands- they commit to some counselling or being divorce proceedings. She can’t dance to his tune. She doesn’t want the relationship to end and wants him to change his mind.
I don’t know why I’m posting really. I have my symbolic wedding next year (we just had a registry office office do over covid and DH’s family couldn’t travel due to covid restrictions) and my baby’s baptism next month. It’s not my relationship but I’m mourning the illusion of my nuclear family so much. It’s made me confront the fact that my dad isn’t really a nice person at all, which is shattering.
He was the main one pushing us to move which had made me think that he has got me home to be a crutch for my mum so he feels less guilty. This is what hurts the most. I had friends, a life and a career in London which I gave up so my daughter could have a solid relationship with ‘nanny and grandad’ like I did when I grew up. I just feel so horribly blindsided.
Can someone provide me with some words of wisdom? I feel so ill and sorry for my poor mum, but selfishly just want the charade to continue and this all to
stop.