This turned out longer than I intended. In my parents divorce they verbally agreed that he would give each one of my sisters 10k for a wedding. Fast forward to me planning my wedding. My Ndad was struggling with alcohol and would get belligerent, get naked, hit on women, etc. a total mess of a person and it really enhanced his narcissistic qualities. I told him I’d like it if he would be sober, and if he can’t do that then I really can’t handle him being there. He couldn’t agree. He told all the family that I uninvited him so he wasn’t “paying a dime. “ By this point I was 24 and on to his antics and planned a small destination that my husband and I could afford without his help. My mom coerced him to give me 5,000, half of the original amount, which was very “nice” of him. We reconciled, I felt like he’s my dad and it’s my wedding. We rented a house that everyone was pitching in on so it was pretty cheap. Everyone had paid except him and I asked him to send his share just like everyone else did. He said he was going to pay for the house, and I tried explaining that everyone’s sharing the cost so that it’s easier on us all. It was like he was searching for a way for me to not get any of the money he was “gifting” me. Then he said he was just going to pay his share in one “fat check” when he got there, meaning the 5000 dollars. Basically, he was trying to use my wedding gift money to pay his share of the house and I could have the leftovers. I basically broke down the numbers for him and showed him that I knew what he was trying to do. He was so upset, yelled at the top of his lungs and ended it with “I’ll send the check.” He supposedly sent it. Yelling at me has always been normal for him so it wasn’t a shock of a conversation and I just brushed it off. I called every week seeing where it was, since that’s a large check to be lost in the mail, and stupid me began to really look forward to it. This went on for a month. He got so pissed that I called to ask where it was periodically (realistically, the check should have taken no more than 5 days to get there). He called me a “spoiled fucking bitch” and to stay away from him at the wedding (in my beach house that I rented that he was supposed to stay in). Next day, no apology he just magically dropped the money in my account (could have done that the first time...) and called me and pretended like nothing happened. I basically told him that he really hurt my feelings and that if he couldn’t apologize, I don’t want him there. He told the whole family I uninvited him again. He then tried to create a wedge between my mom and I by telling us that he wasn’t paying child support for my other siblings, and that she needed to get 2500 from me which was his half of the wedding that he didn’t want me to have anymore since he wasn’t coming. Fast forward to wedding day... I walked myself down the aisle. My dad blew up my families phones the entire trip, just “seeing how they were” which he never does. Like just a reminder to not forget about him during my special time. We were no contact for a couple years after that, and rekindled it this past year. That ended again yesterday and I don’t really think I’ll ever talk to him again.