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Date: 2007-08-21 04:06 am (UTC)Of course, I had a long, ugly fight with my dad at the end of which I told him to his face, "Don't try to contact me. Don't talk to me. If and when I decide I want to talk to you, I'll call."
I didn't invite my dad to my wedding. I don't intend to let him visit any grandchildren that might appear.
I only say this to communicate that I know whereof ye speak, and it ain't easy on the rest of the family. I can't imagine how much worse it is when the Estranged Party refuses to accept the situation. My dad occasionally asks about me, but brothers and mom all know to say that it's not their business. Besides, I think they'd rather have Dad mad at them than me. Heh.