I was adopted at 16 years of age, I knew both my MOM and MY FATHER. I had not seen my father since I was seven, he was too poor to come to Texas from Mississippi, and my grandmother hated him. So I never got to visit... ever!After 23 years I got to spend six years with my real father. He was a wonderful person, he regretted the way things had been, this broke my heart because there was nothing I could do. My adopted mother, decided in 1980 that I should divorce my wife, cause she was cheating on me. If I didn't divorce her I was going to be cut out of their WILL...I told my controling mother (aka my biological grandmother, mom side) GO FOR IT... I had been abused by this person, (my grandmother) all my life with them. Beat, neglected, verbal, and overprotective all rolled into one. Heck of a way to grow up. short story there was no way to please this person. So in 1990 I find out that she had gotten my adopted father to disinherit me to the fullest extent of the LAW?
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