My biological father is a tricky subject in itself. It’s a shame you can’t choose your parents when they have such a big impact on you.
As a child you’re dependant and vulnerable. So mine was a physco. Does that mean I’ll be? I hope not.
My mother tried to substitute him with other men. The first hit me because as a deaf child I mispromounced things. He thought I was ‘doing it to annoy him.’
The second was by far the worse, mentally and physically abusing me. Won’t give specifics of how bad it was because I don’t want to moan.
Both favoured their sons and treated me like dirt.
Both spoilt their sons and made sure no money was spent on me.
My mother witnessed everything and let it go on for 7 years.
So I figure.
Kids get adopted all the time right? What if there’s someone willing to act as a father figure to me, despite my being a teenager?
Even after all my mother has done to me, I respect her, get good grades, clean for her, look after my brothers, cook.
What if someone would give me what I need and quite frankly what I want. I’m not talking gross older man physical relationship to cure my daddy issues.
I mean someone to support me, see me every once and a while. Acually turn up for my parent evenings. Be proud of me when I get my results. Answer my questions abojut life. Protect me.
Is that so much to ask?
But how to go about such a task, you may ask. Well I’m with you on that. I just, don’t, know.
All I know is that I will. I’ll keep going despite I really only have 2 more years in me. Till I’m off t o Uni and Officially an adult. It makes my heart quicken at the thought of it.
By at least I’m trying, before it’s too late.
