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Originally Posted by incorrigible 
My kids' dad was beyond horrible to them in the rare spurts he was around at all. Now he's passed away, so he's never bad to them anymore.  They don't live in a fantasy that he wasn't awful to them, but it means SO much to them to have pleasant ideas about him to hold onto. He wasn't a real life monster. He was a person. There really were good times. He really had positive traits, even if they were well hidden those last few years. They don't like the reminder of having pictures on the walls, but they both have a variety of pics of him stashed away in their rooms...and know where the wedding album and box of old photos are kept. They like when I take them to, and tell them about, places that were special to their father and I before his mental problems became insurmountable. A part of their identity is tied up in their family, and that includes even dads that aren't there. What they know and see of their father effects their self esteem and sense of self. Focusing on his negatives, or even just trying to erase all memory of him...creates obstacles they have to overcome in order to develop a healthy sense of self. They CAN do so, sometimes with ease if they have good support...but... set it all aside until things aren't so raw. I went from the anger and hurt at seeing such things, to complete apathy and disinterest, and now I am finding myself at a point that I can look back and smile at the happy memories. 7yrs later, I'm glad I have those pictures and can share the good times that were with my children. It gives them a legacy of happiness to cling to, instead of just those final experiences.
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I have to completely agree with this!
My own father was what I can best describe as passively neglectful of me as I entered into adolescence. Once I hit adulthood, our relationship blew up and we now speak to each other about twice a year during family get togethers. He was horrible to my mom when they split (I was under 2) and still treats her like the scum of the earth. But it doesn't change the fact that I have a lot of wonderful childhood memories of camping, traveling and even digging in the dirt in his backyard. My mom never went out of her way to save anything but I'm thankful to her that she never went out of her way to destroy anything either. It's part of who I am.
I left XH when DS was 4.5 months old and he pulled a vanishing act 6 months ago and no one has heard from him since. The man is an emotionally abusive leech and while I'd love to erase everything about him since DS will never remember him, I just can't do it. If he never reappears (I certainly don't have a problem with that!), the shoebox full of trinkets and pictures will literally be all DS will have of his bio-dad. To me though, it's just stuff. Sure, it can dredge up some ugly memories but as long as I leave the box alone it can't do that. If DS decides he doesn't want the stuff hanging around one day, that'll be fine with me if he gets rid of it.
I like some of the PP's suggestions to move digital media off your computer and onto a seperate hard disk. That had never occurred to me so all of the pictures and home videos of XH are just sitting in an untouched folder on my desktop
