My parents divorced when I was a kid. My dad went off to a different part of the country to work at a well-paying job and have another family. He came back to town when I was in high school, and while he did try to call me when I was growing up, I still felt like he was a stranger. He’s in his 70s, and he wants to spend time with me but the times I do go with him I come back angry due to his negative thoughts and his mistreatment of his wife and kids. I used to force myself to see him, but now that I’m older I couldn’t care less about visiting him. Granted, he could pass away at any moment and I might regret not spending time with him, but still, I don’t want to see this guy.