I love you and I miss you and my brother and sisters but it hurts that through all of this you have nothing to say to me. To me that is you 100% taking his side. Which is pretty messed up, to support the man who is purposely hurting your kids. Do you even know what happened that day? Did he tell you he really started to get angry when I actually stood up for myself for once? Did he tell you when I tried to leave because he was becoming aggressive he wouldn't let me he told me to sit down, shut up, and do what I was told? Did he tell you he pushed me and that I had to climb out your bedroom window to leave? Did he tell you he called me a whore multiple times and threatened the only man in my life who has truly loved me unconditionally?
Have you seen all the mean texts he has sent his...
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I know I’m not the best step in person for your children. I know that given the choice, you would not have picked me for the job. I know that you may feel I am not good enough, nor that I was ever part of your ‘plan’. If I’m honest, you were never part of mine.
Growing up, I never dreamed of having another person's children in my life rather than my own. I never dreamed of sharing Christmas’ or weekends or having to run holidays through somebody else.
I always thought I'd get to witness the first steps, first tooth, first day at school... I always figured that the first child I'd be blessed with would be that of my own flesh and blood.
Never did I ever imagine myself being involved in the lives of another person’s children. Yet here I am. And while this whole situation is something I...
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I never knew that there will be a point in your life that your own blood will kill you. In my case now I never thought that those people that my parents helped are the same people who will destroy my entire life.
I came from a wealthy family I don't even care how big the money my dad gave to those people and even my mom. All I know is sharing is good but we grew.People change they became cruel they became rude that they can eat you alive. They dont even recognize who helped them because they are droown for what they have which they dony deserve.
I hate all of those people that they all say that blood is ticker than water but now for me blood is black. I've become a heartless lady I hate them because they doesnt treat us well. Once! they do! when we all have the money and the fame...
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I was so excited on that day in March when I became an aunt. I was truly touched when you and my brother, before witnesses in your church, made her my Goddaughter as well. Then life happened, as it often does, and you found yourself a single mother. Like me.
Before I get to the heart of the matter, let me tell you about my brother. My brother has a genuine heart. He prizes honesty above all other traits in his fellow human beings. He has always been organized, practically living the mantra "a place for everything and everything in its place." He is the family comedian, full of light, joy, and has a witty line for almost every situation. He is a good father, doting, affectionate, appropriately stern when needed, fair and hopelessly in love with that child. The only crime my brother has...
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This is a letter to my entire family. My maternal side and my paternal side. To my grandmothers, aunties, uncles, cousins, my father and my 3 older half siblings. I will also address my mother in this letter but she's not to be put next to the rest of you. My entire life I have been surrounded by chaos. I have never known security, love, nurture or kindness. To the paternal side of my family, why did you lose interest in me once I hit puberty? I never really knew my father so I held onto the concept of a loving extended family on his side. That was short lived. I distinctively remember discussing my battle with anorexia to my grandmother and aunty, the only people I had admitted it to and you never helped, in fact, when I told you, well that was the last time I seen you. You actually...
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Son,
What was once a never ending dark tunnel of soul searching finally came to rest a year ago. I had reached the light. I had found my purpose in life.
What I once thought was love was no more. You took what I previously believed and turned it upside down. You showed me something much more powerful, more beautiful. For this I am forever grateful.
I will never forget the day I first laid eyes on you. You were already a few months old. My lifelong wait was over. As your arrival was near I shook in nervousness. When I saw you for the first time deep emotions ran through me; my legs buckled and I had to sit. The more I stared the more I cried. You were so beautiful.
Unfortunately life can be cruel. As the months past things got progressively worse. We were kept...
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Today is Father's Day. I know you've been busy and may have forgotten as the day is almost over and I haven't heard from you. Actually even though I write you 3x a week I haven't had a reply or heard from you in months. It's a special day for me thou to think about my beautiful daughters that I brought into this world and supported you as best I could over the years so that you could pursue your dreams in ballet. I want you to know that I continue to support you. You've been fortunate to have had the opportunities to travel, live, and experience cities like SF, NYC, Cuba, Mexico, Europe, Monte Carlo, Berlin, Zurich, Harrisburg, Toronto etc. Few people your age have experienced so much in such a short period of time. I'm proud of who you are and what you do. I think about you every...
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You may have noticed another year has passed, another year that you haven't gotten a call or even a text from me on this day. I haven't seen you in a year and a half and I haven't spoken to you in nearly a year. I don't know if you even care that you have no idea what my life has been like. These past 3 years have been hell. Much of which can be traced back to you. You didn't care enough to call me on birthday or any other day. You didn't care that I felt abandoned by the first man I loved. You didn't care that I got into an abusive relationship, in which I was sexually assaulted. You didn't care that I was depressed for years. You didn't care when I failed 2 classes. You didn't care when I started going to counseling. You didn't care when I graduated college. You just didn't...
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Now I know you're expecting this long drawn out letter about my first love when I was 15, but my first love showed up alot sooner than that. My first love was a 18 year old boy with dimples and a cheeseball grin. He was my knight in shining armor. He was the boy that took me swimming everyday after work. The boy that spoiled me with cold stones. The boy that pretended to be my groom while I danced around the room in a wedding dress. The boy that saved my mom and me. The boy that was only a boy, yet was the man we needed. We were alone, my mom and I. You gave us a home. You gave me a dad. You were my boogy man hunter. You picked me up when I cried, you still do, and you always will. I know Im getting old. Im never home and Im constantly pushing to be an adult, but i will always be your...
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I was abandoned. Not at a doorstep or dumped in the trash, but given away. I was not wanted. The decision was made months before I entered the world. Before I breathed my first breath I was given up.
I was adopted by a couple. They were in love. For some reason they were unable to have a child of their own, so to them I was a blessing. God had answered their prayers and I was given to them. I was five days old.
I read in my baby book the promises they made to me. The promise to love me always and never leave my side. The promise to guide me through this life I was given and love me forever. For my father, or the man who pretended to be a father, forever was only five years. He abandoned me too.
It wasn't like those stories you hear where parents split and they still both took...
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