Can I have a moan? I've had the rug pulled right from under me over the weekend.
I could write pages and pages I'm so hurt/angry. My brother recieved about half an hours worth of voicemails from my stepbrother at 3am telling him how our dad (he died suddenly three years ago) never gave a shit about my brother and I, he never wanted to visit us when we children, how step mum hated having us at her house, and how he only ever came to see us after being forced. He said I'm a slag, my mother is a slag, my bros wife is a fat bitch, and he's going to knock us all out. He ended the voicemails saying he can prove dad hated us, as dad left him and our half sister 13k each with more to follow and db and I nothing, and it's all my slag of a mothers fault for leaving dad 30 years ago.
My db rang stepmum the next day, who didn't want to listen to voicemails, but she ended up listening to the first, and she basically said, yes, your dad was tired from working all week to provide for his family and didn't want to travel (20 mins drive) so just didn't turn up. When my half sister was born he went to put their names on policy, removing db and I, saying only the children who live with him matter. She genuinely can't see why this is upsetting, that we should understand!
I've had it confirmed by the person who witnessed policy, and it's not the money, it's really not, it's looking back my whole life, at my Dad's emotional blackmail, threats of suicide, when I wouldn't do what he wanted me to. He'd always say "after everything I've done for you"" if you loved me". It's having every memory of my Dad taken away, I've not got one single happy memory of him, every memory is him criticising or judging me, but I always thought it was because he loved me, but it appears it was for show. My brother is devastated. He was much closer to them all, my dad would say how proud he was of how he "raised" him, truth is he didn't do a fucking thing, it was all mum. He'd complain about us looking scruffy, but not help mum by paying child support.
I feel worse than I did when dad died, it feels like my whole life has been a lie, I keep seeing the five year old me, sitting on a step, waiting for him to come, and he was asleep on sofa after working so hard for his current "family". Couldn't even be arsed to let mum know he wasn't coming. I've read about narcissism and it fits them all to a T, he didn't see us as individual people, just tools used to control mum further, and somehow he brainwashed his wife and stepson to hate her too. I feel stupid tbh.
I have so much more respect for my Mum now. As much as Dad hated her, she was there, every single day, she was the one picking us up from the step, going without food herself to feed us, and the million other things she did to pick up his slack. I hate him sometimes, and then feel guilty for being mad. It's one big mess! Sorry to dumo this on everyone and I know it's prob not the right place, but I feel like I can't talk about it without looking like I'm grabby and want money. I feel much better writing that out. Thank you.