Basically, this whole ordeal started when i was 12 and he was 48. My father has never exactly been a thoughtful/open-minded person, always sticking to his own beliefs and feeding off of MAGA and other conservative groups non-stop, believing everything he saw from there. I knew that since i was 11 and he had actually kinda brainwashed me into absorbing what he told me, always trying to keep me away from anything progressive or LGBTQ (when i hanged out with my sisters friends hed always tell me to be careful and not let them feed me "liberal propaganda") while trying to keep this facade of a good, christian person to everyone he talked to

When i was 12, me and him got into an argument in the living room, with my mom between us. My mom, knowing the man she had married (and thankfully divorced, he was just passing by to visit) saw how he was treating me with such brute force and a lack of empathy toward his son and decided to ask him one question, to see how he would answer:

"How would you react if you ever found out Miguel was gay?"

He replies:

"I'd disown him"

Both me and my mom gasped momentarily at what he said, taken aback by his blunt statement. For a while he just sat there, muttering "That's right" to himself before my mom kindly asked him to get out of her house

I wasn't even sad, i had distanced myself from him since he was 11. I just kinda snapped right there and decided not to share a word with him anymore

Fast forward a few years later, to the beginning of 2025. We haven't shared one word in years, and i liked that. He kept paying child support till February, when it slowed down a little

On February the 20th, my mom checks her bank and freezes as she notices he only paid 30% of what he was supposed to. She decides to give him a call asking him what the fuck his problem was

He then admits it to my mom, he had created a debt of $400 to drug dealers. $400. Which he had to pay. 400$. All in crack.

Of course my mom snaps (she gets highly charged sometimes due to her mental ilnesses) and tells him to go fuck himself over the phone. She hangs up and starts dialing his sister Roberta to tell him what happened

Roberta tells her that her (and his) mom are gonna cover what he didn't pay, thankfully. She also told my mom that her and her mom were gonna try to place him in rehab because of his crack addiction

Fast forward to March. He does the same thing, eats 70% of the money and only sends my mom 30%. Again with the same story, debt in crack which he had to pay.

Fast forward to mid March, Roberta and her mom (which is his mom as well) find him a spot in a rehab facility outside of town. Roberta asks my mom to go where he's at and take him back to the city so a family member could pick them up. She does what she's told, brings him back to the city so a relative could pick him up and take his ass to rehab

Fast forward to mid April, my mom gets a message from Roberta; her message basically says that people from the rehab facility sent her a message which said that my father would like to talk to me over the phone. My mom shows me the message and i kindly tell her to tell Roberta that i told him to fuck off

I felt good at the moment, but now fast forward a few days and im here feeling guilty. AITA for telling him to screw off?