He didn't bother to tell his children ahead of time. Like a coward he ditched them again. One kid overheard him at a job site talking to someone on the phone telling his employee he was moving across the USA.
He hasn't given any of them his address. For Father's day our daughter asked him for an address to mail him a card, and asked if he was still a few hours away. He dodged her until she flat out asked him if he moved across the US to be with his wife. He reluctantly replied that he had moved out of our state. She asked how she could send him his Father's Day card, and he refused to give her an address. He told her she could send him some stickers on FB and call him instead. I don't have his address either. Now he has no address to serve him if needed.
He didn't even say goodbye to them. The last time he saw two of them was at a job site where he asked them to come work for him. He ate with them, worked beside them and didn't bother to tell them.
He told them that for his safety he didn't want anyone to know where he lives. He is neck deep in his lawsuits. It defies logic to me that he would be only worried about his OWN safety and that of his wife, but not his children if it's that unsafe. He keeps asking me if I've been contacted by the other parties in his lawsuits.
Fast forward, and he tells our daughter and one son that he would like them to visit them in the summer. He offers to put them up in a hotel if his wife isn't on board with having them where they live. WTF, really? The coward and his cohort are afraid of confrontation? I pity them both, this has all the makings of a phenomenal disaster. His wife's last email said she wasn't participating in his drama and then mentioned that "things aren't what they seem to be". She stated that he wanted to know what we'd talked about and wanted to see our private emails. She said our emails would remain private. I assured her I wouldn't share her emails with him either.
I'm not on board with any of them going without an physical address. Not to mention that where they live is almost ground zero for Covid. NY is not that far from them, although not the same state. One of them has zero interest and the other two minimal interest in going.
I'm outwardly more pissed than any of my kids. I'm not sure I'm not projecting my anger in this onto them. My daughter simmers and I believe she's not as "ok" as she claims. My son is brooding silently, and I know he's struggling. The other one has already found coping mechanisms and doesn't give a damn. Two have significant depression and are under medical care.
His wife moved back to her state after they were married to keep joint custody of her son, and has to stay there for another 3 years. He on the other hand moved completely away from his children without a care in the world. What does this say to them? They aren't worth it? They're too much effort, too hard to fix what he's done, so don't bother?
How the hell do I turn this into lemonade? How can I make them not feel like he walked out on them for her? She wasn't willing to give up her son but he was willing to not see them, and live across the USA from them so he could be with her instead. Her kid gets his attention and they get a card at Christmas and a few phone calls?
When things come up that they need him for his go response to them is to get a job. It's always about money with him, and he seems as though all their life issues are only mine to solve. I'm the one that deals with dental, cars, and I set aside my life to handle things that two parents normally work together on. He has no responsibility other than financial and that's court ordered.
He asked one of our sons if he could lower his support for college since he's home due to Covid and not driving. When he asked for a replacement phone for one that's 6 years old he told him he could do some technical work for him in exchange for a phone. The kid goes to college 8 hours a day, then has 2-5 hours of homework a day. Our son even offered to pay for the phone if his dad would fix it on the plan. He said no.
I am having health issues right now. I'm having vertigo to the point I'm not allowed to drive. I'm supposed to have an MRI and see a neurologist. I spent days in bed unable to keep my balance. I passed out and threw up at the doctors office when they did an Epley maneuver to try to help.
I can't be incapacitated. I can't opt out like he does. I feel the weight of the world sometimes, but I keep waiting for the Universe to smile on me but it seems cloudy days have been the weather for awhile. My car decided to need repairs and my son needs $3700 worth of dental done.
I'm tired of doing this alone, I really am. I just want a shoulder to cry on. Someone to tell me this too will pass. I get a moment of sunshine followed by unending problems.
Can't it just be calm and peaceful for a bit? I just needed to vent, to be heard. I feel better already, but sometimes it just seems too much to deal with.
Can I just have a margarita, an umbrella, some sand, and maybe a bit of music for a bit? I need a reboot on life, a rainbow, some flowers and I could refocus.