I really dont know where to start, so here goes... I never really got along with my dad. He was always in and out and i was never good enough in his eyes..He was a drunk and he always screwd around on my mom. Things started to get better when i was 18. We would sometimes go on trips and actually spend time together. I got pregnant when i was 19, which wasnt really that big a deal, but i was younge and not inlove with the father.. Around the end of my pregnancy i actually started attempting to to try things with the father of my baby. I hated my b/f mom because she was a drunk and she never helped with anything. Whne i moved in their home we made a room for the baby and i was down stairs painting the room instead of helping she just sat upstairs and ignored me. She even stole my rings and gave them to her daughter. and basically take what ever she wanted from me.. When i was at the end of my pregnancy i found out that she had been talking with my dad alot. I didnt really understand why. Then low and be hold they started to date. I was horrified, not only was my dad who was always an asshole, kissing my ass infront of her trying to look like daddy of the year, he was dating my boyfriends mother and i was about to have a baby. My boyfriend didnt know what to do cause he was such a mommys boy and all this was so overwhelming i grabbed my stuff, packed everything when they were all gone and left. I was a nervouse wreck!! It wasnt supposed to be like this. A couple of weeks later i gave birth to my beautiful son. My mom and step dad were there for the whole thing and who should show up at the hospital but my dad and his new loser girlfrien reking of booze and the took my son befor my mom could even see him. I had to leave the room. I balled my eyes out and that was supposed to be one of the most wonderful days of my life...The nurses kicked everyone out and i was so stressed. Here i was with my first baby and already a single mom. I was reborn and dying at the same time. I havent spoken to my dad in a few years. Now they are married and the fathher of my child wont even attempt to see his son nor pay support. My dad gave him a amazing job. He makes atleast a thousand a week and cant pay a hundred a month for support. My dad has a new family now and im not a part of it, i just dont understand and still finding it hard to deal with. It feels like he ripped out my heart and threw it in front of a mac truck!!! I guess i just needed to vent and feel like my feelings are justified.. I dont think i will ever get over the amount of hurt he and his new wife has caused me. They even got married in june the month i was born.. I dont know i guess i just neede to vent.
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