Litcrit, Easter Joy and Cerne,
thank you very much for your (name removed by moderator)ut.
Cerne, I will check out the link about bullying. I normally try to find a way of explaining my story to my friends in a credible way. I admitted I went to councelling because he was the source of constant anxiety and panic attacks and I couldn’t cope. Even this is not enough to convince people. The fact that he started bullying my husband is not proof enough. The fact that he started using my children to manipulate me is not enough. Whenever they engage me in a conversation about this I always end up telling them about isolated incidents as examples. I choose juicy material in order to make my point, but it is true, they are just trivial examples of nastiness for my friends, not enough to justify my decision to cut him off. This refusal to believe me is so cruel, and I swear that made me suffer more than the actual separation from my NF.
Litcrit, you are so right about this having a lot to do with culture. You understand exactly what my context is and what the implications are. People say “I understand that you went through a lot of crazy stuff,
but he is your father.” And my favourite: “He gave you a lot of money. That made thing possible for you. Surely he is not all bad.” End of story. It is not his nastiness that deserves condemnation but my desire to stand up for myself and to protect myself from further bullying. For several years I used to dream about moving back home with my family, but now I know that there is no way I could do that. This realisation breaks my heart but it is for the best.
Easter Joy, I think I will use that as a response. Verbatum

I must stop explaining myself and simply repeat that I am dealing with a person who has a serious psychological problem and that by not being in contact I am protecting myself and my family. I hope that maybe in 10 years time people will tire of asking me about this and let it be.
What a mess. I tried so hard for many years to have some kind of a relationship with my NF, one of the reasons being that I was aware people would condemn me for cutting contact. But he then crossed the line in such an insane way that I couldn’t put up with it anymore. Me walking away was not planned, it just happened after that last argument. As I was walking home I was thinking: “This is it. I’m done. I’m so done with this freak.” I still can’t believe this is happening, that this is the reality of my family life.