My mum sadly died really suddenly about 18months ago. She was young and it was totally unexpected.
My real dad is useless and although around I'm not close to him. My mum married my step dad when I was 8 and to all intents and purposes he raised myself and my sibling. He is a good man with a good heart but he has always made me feel uncomfortable. He had a breakdown around 25 years ago which left him unable to work, he became an alcoholic (in denial - still) and had occasional psychotic episodes which required paramedics to help. We've never been close - partly because I've always found myself feeling awkward around him. Odd comments about my body and appearance. He's quite full on in sharing his emotions. I find that hard. He's only in his early 60s with no blood related children and a complicated relationship with his own family. His mum has dementia. He does have some friends but doesn't work and I know he doesn't get out much during the week.
Anyway, I never thought my mum would die first and I'm now finding myself in this odd navigation of family dynamics now the person who held us all together is dead. My step dad shared his insurance money from my mums death equally with my sibling and I, he is generous but still drinks and still intense.
I feel super guilty. I I feel I should repay the debt I have to him for bringing me up when my real dad didn't but I dread calls with him and he's asked to come and stay with me once a month as he complained he didn't see me and my children often enough (for context I have three young children and husband is often not around in the week as works away and overnight. I also have my own business. My husband and he do not get on. It's frosty when they are both around). We invite him for the day every couple of months but we live 2 hours away and our lives as a young family with all the sports and commitments we have is full on. He also often finds he doesn't have the mental strength to drive and see us and at least twice has just not turned up.
He came last month to stay overnight on the pretence that it was helpful for me juggling the kids and work. He got drunk after the kids were in bed, cried about my mum and made me feel super awkward (although that's not his fault I guess).
My questions is, how do I navigate this? I'm finding it really hard. My sibling lives closer so can just pop by for an afternoon, I have felt a responsibility to him to be there for him but I've begun not wanting to call him and check in as it always gets really deep and full on. I asked him to not come this month as I didn't have the bandwidth and I could tell he was annoyed/upset. I feel awful but at the same time I've got so much on my plate. What do I do? Am I being too selfish? It's really beginning to upset me and keep me up at night worrying. Help!