likkleanna
Mar 6, 2010, 03:20 PM
Before I was born my mum and dad was in a relationship everything was OK but when I was about 7 months old they broke up and my mum took me and we moved away but my dad tried to stay in contact with me you know sending birthday cards and christmas presents but my mum just sent them back to him which she now knows was selfish of her.
I always wondered what he would be like when I was little this great person who I don't know about who is meant to look after me and who I look up to for guidance, wonder what it would be like to meet him, my mum grew me up and she was like a mum and dad rolled into one and she did a great job at raising me too but it just wasn't enough, I needed more.
When I was 13 I went to my nans down south and I told her how I felt and she said I know where your dads mum lives so we went there and I met my other nan and grandad who rang my dad and we couldn't stop crying when he came and we talked for abit obviously I didn't speak that much as I was too nervous just trying to suss everyone out. My mum was upset when we told her we went to see my dad and that we went behiend her back, understandable because we did, but she was fine with it afterwards so me and my dad wrote to each other by letter and stayed in contact.
I met him for the secound time but we only saw each other for about 1 hour because I just wanted to back to the hotel with my mum because he was just a stranger to me.
Now I'm 19 and I haven't met my dad for the third time yet, he got married when I was 15 and didn't invite me to come, and his wife fell pregnant last year and gave birth he didn't tell me when his wife gave birth to my new step sister we don't hardly write anymore just a simple text every now and then and a card with money for my birthday and christmas.
The problem is 6 years on my dad is still a stranger to me from the day I met him, I feel he doesn't want me in his life and only texts and sends cards because its his duty or something and now has a new life with his wife and other daughter, I may be 19 but I'm still a girl and every girl needs her dad in her life I just feel maybe I'm better off without the grief and don't speak to him at all because he hasn't bothered why should I, but at the end of all this he is still my dad, what would you do if you was in my shoes?
I always wondered what he would be like when I was little this great person who I don't know about who is meant to look after me and who I look up to for guidance, wonder what it would be like to meet him, my mum grew me up and she was like a mum and dad rolled into one and she did a great job at raising me too but it just wasn't enough, I needed more.
When I was 13 I went to my nans down south and I told her how I felt and she said I know where your dads mum lives so we went there and I met my other nan and grandad who rang my dad and we couldn't stop crying when he came and we talked for abit obviously I didn't speak that much as I was too nervous just trying to suss everyone out. My mum was upset when we told her we went to see my dad and that we went behiend her back, understandable because we did, but she was fine with it afterwards so me and my dad wrote to each other by letter and stayed in contact.
I met him for the secound time but we only saw each other for about 1 hour because I just wanted to back to the hotel with my mum because he was just a stranger to me.
Now I'm 19 and I haven't met my dad for the third time yet, he got married when I was 15 and didn't invite me to come, and his wife fell pregnant last year and gave birth he didn't tell me when his wife gave birth to my new step sister we don't hardly write anymore just a simple text every now and then and a card with money for my birthday and christmas.
The problem is 6 years on my dad is still a stranger to me from the day I met him, I feel he doesn't want me in his life and only texts and sends cards because its his duty or something and now has a new life with his wife and other daughter, I may be 19 but I'm still a girl and every girl needs her dad in her life I just feel maybe I'm better off without the grief and don't speak to him at all because he hasn't bothered why should I, but at the end of all this he is still my dad, what would you do if you was in my shoes?