You are at the beginning of a journey—I’m at the end of a similar journey.
My dad left when I was 7, saw me for a few hours when I was 13, then left. He found me when I was 17, stayed for a year, then wasn’t around again. It is not easy to have a parent disappear or leave. So much of our identity depends on how our parents view and treat us—so this is not an easy journey—regardless of what happens, if you hold on to the truth that it was not created by you and that your mom’s burden is not your burden, you will be okay. The others who replied are right—it is not something you created and it’s about your mom’s own struggles. She made some decisions and you got the fallout—but you did not create her struggle.
I always felt terrible because I never stopped wanting to see and understand my dad—like I was betraying the people who stood by me—my mom and grandmother (he cut his own mom and sibiligs off, too). It was easy for me to forgive him- I wanted a relationship with him that bad, but how could I forgive him without ignoring what he did to my mom and grandmother?? That was hard, especially since my mom really, really did not like it if I talked to him.
Fast forward to when I was 36—I finally came to terms with all this when I got an explanation from my dad on this round of reconicilation. Simply put, he couldn’t deal with my mom’s temper. Oh wait… where in all this is the horrible little girl that was so unwanted that I thought I was? OH! It never, ever had anything to do with me!!! That was a terrible thing to realize almost 30 years later—all those times of grief over imaginary things I did wrong… it had nothing to do with me!
My dad has his good qualities, but the ability to deal with confrontations or emotional situations is within his range of capabilities. It’s not my burden, but his- but it is my fallout, and once I was able to separate the two, I could deal with it much better.
My biggest lesson in all this was how to feel valued by anyone. My thoughts were, “If my dad doesn’t value me, how can anyone else?” I learned that this is a very, very wrong way to see people—just because my dad doesn’t value me does not mean nobody else can or will—people can, will and do value me. Your own dad values you, loves you, and is able to show it.
You are valued, this is not your burden to carry but your mom’s, and you are strong enough. Talk to your dad—he sounds like someone who can help you. Best of luck .