My Dad is toxic,fortunately he lives far away now.
He came down to see me after hearing that I was breaking up with exh and tried to interfere.
I let him stay at my house-despite my instincts screaming at me not to- because I'd found out he was very ill-cancer.
I was dreading being alone with him-kept kids up later to avoid being with him.
He'd started drinking at a meal out earlier and I knew he'd start getting bitter and nasty.
He told me that I'd go out one night,meet a man,take him to my bed,and then get pregnant and be stuck with him-all in that sneering,superior voice he uses.
That's what my father thinks of me.
I stood up to him for once-told him about stuff he'd done in the past and he said I'd imagined it all.
Glad I confronted him though.
I went in my dc's room and slept on their floor to feel 'safe'-crying my heart out-never felt so low and alone as I did that night.
I never answer my phone,make sure it's not him first by 1471.
I found out recently that my sister is going in counselling(sp?)for five years because of stuff from the past-a lot to do with my father.