Don't know if you've seen my many other threads re my dad and SM (recent one re childhood) but it's all just come to a head.
Parents live round the corner and have been weird with us all year. We've had many issues but mainly that they have basically after helping with DS1 they have all but ignored DS2. I've just asked my dad this morning if there is a problem and what's going on and it went very badly.
The incidents that I brought up he tells me I've either imagined them, they didn't happen, I'm taking things out of context or am overdramatic. He told me that with DS1 I "complained" all the time but wouldn't ask for help. When he says they "offered help" (what he means by this is he told me to use formula/leave new baby to cry etc, he does not mean actual useful, practical help) I responded wrongly so now no one will "help".Is it just me - I feel like it's a sick game; because I didn't try all the fucking barbaric advice I was offered they decided they wouldn't offer help. My SM has, from what we can tell, taken things we have said, twisted them and told people things that are not true and have made them (probably) hate us.
Anyway, this post isn't all about the whys and wherefores, I've learnt from other MN threads and that Toxic Parents book that they are toxic and will not take responsibility for anything. I just need to know what I should do next. The conversation was interrupted but I don't want to talk to my dad without DH (he is incapable of showing any emotion, empathy or concern and just makes me feel like I'm going mad, or dreamt everything.)He actually came to talk to me this morning, saw DH was here and drove home again and decided to phone so he could speak to me on my own.
I don't see how, without a mediator, that we can move on at all. He will not take anything that I say on board, demands that I back everything up with examples, which I do, to be told that am either lying or said examples didn't happen. He will not back up his statements with examples. He makes me feel like one of his patients, or some sort of lab study; we cannot communicate. It's looking like there's going to be no way through this to be honest, which makes me really sad, but I just don't see what the hell I can do.