Sorry this is a bit long, but I am so outraged by my Dad rewriting history, to cast himself as a victim. Grrrrrr
My Mum and Dad got divorced, acrimoniously almost 30 years ago. He left for another woman. During the time since, I have always made an effort to maintain a relationship with him, but it was always fairly one-sided.
2 1/2 years ago, my sister got married, and he was invited (last minute phonecall, the day before, which was the same way I received my invite) to the evening do. Unfortunately, my sister sprang the news on my Mum that Dad was coming to the evening reception, during the meal, and Mum reacted pretty badly.
Cue another sister being dispatched to phone my Dad and uninvite him. I knew nothing about any of this, and hadn't had much to do with my sister before the wedding, which my Dad knew. I recognise that this was a pretty awful situation, and my Dad must have been very hurt and humiliated.
I phoned my Dad a couple of weeks later, and he announced that he was 'taking a break from his family in the North' (ie us). I was pretty upset by this, and told Dad it had been nothing to do with me, and I had known nothing about it. I acknowledged that he must have been hurt by it, but said I felt it was unfair to take his hurt out on everyone in the family, when it was the newly married sister who had messed up, not I. He was adamant, and I told him how upset I was by this. It felt a bit like when I was 11, and pleading with him not to leave us. I haven't heard from him in the 2 1/2 years since.
So today, I heard that one of my sisters had been speaking with Dad on the phone (to announce a grandchild) and that he had said the way I was behaving towards him was an absolute disgrace.
WTF
As far as I am concerned, I haven't behaved towards him in any way. I have respected his wishes that he wants to 'take a break from his family' (what a rehearsed bs line anyway).
I honestly think he believes this alternative script he has written in his head. Part of me doesn't care, as I no longer have any respect for him. The other part of me feels absolute outrage.
And breathe . . . . .