Thank you for reading and your support. I try to be unbiased, and truthful. I was a messed up kid due to all the abuse and neglect. He didn’t have time for me. He had a new wife, new life, no kids (inside of his home) and no patience for a troubled kid. Here are two stories I wrote about my parents. Not sure if you’ve read about my grandmother that recently died, but let me just say dysfunction should be my middle name. My dad put me in foster care. Dropped me off on a Friday afternoon 10 minutes prior to closing. It changed the trajectory of my already raggedy life.
But I survived. I’ve never gotten an apology. I was dealt this:
After being dealt this: