Hi all,
A little over a year ago my father passed away due to health complications. We’d been estranged for several years because he had borderline personality disorder and was verbally/sometimes physically abusive to my siblings, mom and I growing up. When my mom left him, I broke off contact between us for my own wellbeing. For years I felt selfish for doing so. He told me I abandoned him. I didn’t see or speak to him for years. This was incredibly difficult to go through as a teenager at the time. Before he died a year ago, I visited him one last time in the hospital to say goodbye. I don’t know if it was to comfort him or myself, but it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do in my young adult life. Still, I needed closure, and I don’t regret it.
Now, his abandoned house- the house I grew up in- just sold and is going to be completely gutted and renovated by a contractor who I don’t know. Despite the bad memories there, I still feel a strong connection for the good memories that also happened there. It wasn’t all bad. I loved that house. It’s where I found peace and solace in the trees and land surrounding it when times were bad. It’s where my dad introduced me to raising backyard chickens over 10 years ago, where my childhood best friends used to live across the street. For years I’ve longed to go back and visit it one last time; I’m not sure why exactly, maybe to say goodbye or find some closure...I have recurring dreams about it, always nightmares.
Tomorrow is my last chance to visit. It’ll likely be the last time I ever go there. I find myself conflicted because it’s going to be incredibly hard for me to see it in its current condition, and to relive all the memories that happened there. I haven’t been there in several years, and I’ve heard it’s in terrible condition. Part of me thinks it might be best to forget about it once and for all, to not subject myself to the emotional pain of being in that place. But part of me also longs to say goodbye, and I wonder if seeing it in its current condition will help me realize that it’s no longer the home I once knew, and maybe that would help me move on. I feel like there’s a reason I keep having recurring nightmares there, as if I have unfinished business and the only way to stop them is to face my emotional trauma. I don’t want to regret not going, but I also don’t want to subject myself to that pain if it’s unnecessary.
I guess I’m just looking for some advice on what I should do. I know I’m the one who needs to make the final decision. But any insight would be much appreciated.
Thank you.
A little over a year ago my father passed away due to health complications. We’d been estranged for several years because he had borderline personality disorder and was verbally/sometimes physically abusive to my siblings, mom and I growing up. When my mom left him, I broke off contact between us for my own wellbeing. For years I felt selfish for doing so. He told me I abandoned him. I didn’t see or speak to him for years. This was incredibly difficult to go through as a teenager at the time. Before he died a year ago, I visited him one last time in the hospital to say goodbye. I don’t know if it was to comfort him or myself, but it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do in my young adult life. Still, I needed closure, and I don’t regret it.
Now, his abandoned house- the house I grew up in- just sold and is going to be completely gutted and renovated by a contractor who I don’t know. Despite the bad memories there, I still feel a strong connection for the good memories that also happened there. It wasn’t all bad. I loved that house. It’s where I found peace and solace in the trees and land surrounding it when times were bad. It’s where my dad introduced me to raising backyard chickens over 10 years ago, where my childhood best friends used to live across the street. For years I’ve longed to go back and visit it one last time; I’m not sure why exactly, maybe to say goodbye or find some closure...I have recurring dreams about it, always nightmares.
Tomorrow is my last chance to visit. It’ll likely be the last time I ever go there. I find myself conflicted because it’s going to be incredibly hard for me to see it in its current condition, and to relive all the memories that happened there. I haven’t been there in several years, and I’ve heard it’s in terrible condition. Part of me thinks it might be best to forget about it once and for all, to not subject myself to the emotional pain of being in that place. But part of me also longs to say goodbye, and I wonder if seeing it in its current condition will help me realize that it’s no longer the home I once knew, and maybe that would help me move on. I feel like there’s a reason I keep having recurring nightmares there, as if I have unfinished business and the only way to stop them is to face my emotional trauma. I don’t want to regret not going, but I also don’t want to subject myself to that pain if it’s unnecessary.
I guess I’m just looking for some advice on what I should do. I know I’m the one who needs to make the final decision. But any insight would be much appreciated.
Thank you.
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