He passed away this last weekend. II found out last night. We weren't close. He was almost non-existent in my life growing up. And, for most of my life he wasn't interested or motivated enough to be a part of my life. I idolized him when I was little. I despised him from pre teen to young adult. And, I forgave him & tried to reestablish contact. He was only interested in me until he reestablished connection with my brother a little later. After that I could never get a hold of him & he would never call me back if I left him a voice mail.
So now he's dead & I don't know why I'm writing this. He was verbally & sometimes physically abusive when he was around me when I was a child. And he basically dumped me as an adult.
I thought I was handling this news okay until I read his obit page & saw all the nice comments about him & the sympathy for my brother.
I guess I just feel like a f.--- up right now. He was so great, but I guess I just wasn't worth his time. It would be bad if I had never know him. But, he knew me & still had no real interest. Great guy that he was to everyone else he knew.
Okay, I know this is turning into a rambling rant. So I'll shut up soon. I just didn't know what I felt last night when I got the news, and now I don't know why I'm crying.
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