Today was my father's birthday. I sent a card and the picture that C drew, but made no move to make a phone call. Again, I ask: why? To hold a superficial conversation? The last time I tried that in June on Father's Day, he rushed me off the phone after telling me that my brother and girlfriend were there, they fished and were about to sit down to dinner at 4:30 in the afternoon. My mother continues to send me forwards of stupid internet stories or "amazing pictures" of nature, yet no real correspondence from her. The most pathetic thing is their lack of interest in C. It sickens me. I want to call them up and tell them what absolute scumbags I think they are and how they don't deserve to know my amazing kid. EVER! But, narcissism never looks beyond itself so the entire conversation would be a waste of breath.
