My lovely eldest daughter is marrying her childhood sweeatheart. Everything in planning is going wonderfully, it will be a beautifull day for them.
Like many families her parents (us) are divorced with new partners. We have discussed any issues (separatley) and all agree that it is their day and we abide by their ideals and be civil, and any issues that may arise are to be dealt with by certain alllocated people discretely.
Now the reality...........
I have not spoken to her father for over 10 years. I do not speak ill of him. I made sure my children have no discomfort discussing him and family members as i was made to feel by my own mother about my father.
But.....
This is the man who made my life hell. The man who was abusive, violent, and made me fear for my life for years. The police were involved, i was hospitalised and he was a compulsive liar and narcissist. His family were very involved in ensuring i never pressed charges. His brother was also violent to his wife. His close friends hid information about him from me, and hjv c7they all closed ranks. Eventually after a violent evening the police removed him from the family home and i divorced him after a two year court battle.
He has a new wife, their relationship ia also volatile and there has been agency involvement.
Obviously he is giving our daughter away, and his family and friends are all invited.
He has told our daughter he will not share a bench with me but will be civil. He has also voiced concerns about my being at the after wedding breakfast the follwing morning. I have also been told that he does not want my best friend at the evening celebrations (she witnessed his violence towards me)
He is not paying for the wedding, we are all contributing.
I will be with my partner of 7 years and my son who is a groomsman, i have no other family.
I am desperatly trying to be excited and enjoy all the lovely preparations with my daughter but truthfullyI feel like I am being thrown to the lions. I keep assuring her it will all be wonderfull, we will all be civil etc but underneath I am terrified. The wedding is a few months away and I am having flashbacks and reliving his abuse before i have even clapped eyes on him. The thought of being in the same room as him turns my stomach over. I HAVE TO GET OVER THIS SOMEHOW. Has anyone else had similar experience? How did they get through it? Any advise plaese. Words of encouragement.
Oh I already have Diazapam :))