Okay, I'll do that.
So.. on the topic of my life..
Today was my first meeting with my father since January 30, 2010. I would classify the meeting as fair, at best, and it made me realize a few things.
Bottom line:... I know now, and will always know, that my father doesnt, and will never.. love me in the way that a parent should love their child. He'll write.,. "I love you unconditionally", but its just words.
Even as my mom lies in a nursing home dying, he started his old shit about how he could have been "nastier" how he had paid alimony. Sigh! Not something I needed to hear now. Its like.. in a few weeks, he wins.. mom dies, alimony is over.
Then,.. I'm leaning toward wanting to live in a certain town in NY. In spite of knowing how I feel.. and wanting to keep an open mind, he suggested all these other towns.
I also wanted to have a work situation set up when I move. I'll have some money, but dont want to utilize it.. My mom and I have a business idea we have wanted to do, which we now cant together. When I suggested it to him, instead of keeping an open mind, and saying he'd look into it.. he said "That wil never work". Again, sigh!
He'll say.. "I'm going to be there to support you". (Emotionally) This whole thing with my mom and me is a war to him. I cant help but think that when my mom dies, there isnt going to be a perverse sense of "I won, Sheila croaked, and now Mitch has to do it my way.. or else". I'm going to have to see a whole bunch of people, who quite frankly dont mean anything to me. It wont bother me, because I'm not emotionally tied into them, but.. my father is going to just love it.
He also took no responsibility whatsoever for the emotional or financial damage he did to my mom and me. In his mind, the whole thing was my fault, and he felt justified in dumping me when my mom had cancer.
In life, I know that people have to make due with situations they dont like. This is how it's going to be with him. I'm going to have to be big, and brave, and just deal with whatever comes my way with him. I have little choice. In the end, he will be the loser, because I will never feel the same way about him as I do about my mom.
That's all. I dont know when I'm seeing him again. My aunt is coming Monday, and there will be trips to the nursing home. After my mom does pass, I have to pull myself up by the bootstraps very quickly, so as to have to lean on him as little as possible.
Mitch