My mum and dad divorced when I was 15, I was the oldest of four children, my brothers were 11 (twins) and my sister was 4.
Dad wasn't around much when we were growing up, he used to spend a lot of time either fishing or at the pub but when he was home I have some lovely memories of him being a great dad.
When he left it was like he blocked us from his mind, he didn't send birthday or christmas cards, he only phoned very occasionally, he would arrange to pick my sibs up for the day and not turn up leaving mum to pick up the pieces.
By this time I was busy enjoying being with my friends and socializing and seeing as dad wasn't making the effort I kind of got on with life and pushed any thoughts of him to the back of my mind.
By the time I was 22 I had bought a house near where dad lived and thoughts of him started to niggle at me, I couldn't bear the thought of something happening to dad and us never having tried to have a relationship so I got intouch with him, he seemed over the moon as by this point my sibs after all the times he had let them down wanted nothing to do with him.
Things were strange in the beginning, dad felt like a stranger to me, after all he had left when I was a little girl and now I was a woman he didn't know the person that I had become and he treated me like the 15yr old he remembered. We slowly rebuilt some kind of relationship, dad introduced me to his wife and me and her became good friends, I started to visit them regularly and we would go out for meals and days out,
but very soon dad started to talk about him and mum and the divorce this was ok until he decided to lay all the blame with mum, I was and still am very loyal to mum, she raised us alone and I respect, love and admire her for that but every opportunity he had he would go on and on about how it was her fault and that he had tried to make things right and it had been hard for him because he had loved her.
I told him that I wasn't interested in the past I wanted to move on and he should too as it wasn't fair to his new wife that he keep harping on about what a bitch he thought mum was.
Anyway me and dad carried on seeing each other but it was only if I made the effort, he would say thing about my sibs that wound me up,
for example he once said to me "If I saw your brothers in the street I wouldn't recognize them, and after all this time if they came knocking on my door I'd tell them to clear off"
Dad saw me go through a lot in the time I had a relationship with him but at the age of 31 when I met my now DH and got pg with DS dad turned into the worlds biggest hypocrite saying about DH "whats he ever achieved?" "He's a loser" and best of all "What if he does a runner and leaves you holding the baby?"
This was the end of our relationship, I laughed at him and said "What if he does leave me holding the baby? i'll cope like mum did when you left her to bring up 4 of us alone".
There was a row and I walked out of his house and have never looked back, That was 4yrs ago. I am a better person without him in my life. I look back at that time and know that dad was and probably still is bitter and twisted.
So if I know this why do I lie awake at night feeling angry for the hurt that he caused me and my sibs,
guilty that he will grow old without his children in his life,
pity because if he'd been more of a man things didn't have to be this way,
sadness for the relationship that I will never have with dad.
I don't want to feel like this anymore, will it get better over time or will I always feel like this?
Sorry for the long post, I really just neede to vent.