Monday, March 30, 2015

Dad Gone Missing

      Everyone thinks that the father figure in my life is my real dad, but he's not. Everyone thinks that Alyssa is my full sister, but she's not, she's my half sister. My mom left my real dad when I was almost 2 years old, it was for the best.

      My real dad was a cheater, an asshole, and an abuser, he called my mother and I awful names. I don't know what kind of monster could call an infant such horrible things. In the beginning of their relationship all was well, from what my mom tells me they were happy. Then they found out that my mom was pregnant and things started to change, he started to drift away from mum, and he started saying that mum cheated on him and that I wasn't actually his child. After I was born they were happy for a couple of months, then he started to cheat on my mom. When she confronted him, he tried to say that she was the one cheating on him. My uncle recently told me that when they were still together that he saw him with an 18 year old girl at the gas station. My uncle walked up to him and told him to get out of town. So he left, but before he did he said that he never wanted to see me, even when I got older.

                                                       
       Someday, when I get older I wouldn't mind seeing him just once, so I could thank him for leaving and not being a part of my life. If my mom hadn't left him then I wouldn't be the funny, outgoing person that I am today. Thanks asshole, have a nice day.                                                                                                                                
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7 comments:

  1. UnknownMarch 30, 2015 at 4:03 PM

    Loved the ending! I liked this story a lot, and nice detail. I hope you can meet him someday and tell him how you feel.

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  2. UnknownMarch 30, 2015 at 4:48 PM

    Was a great blog entry - shows your personality very well. Someday you really should tell him what you think of him.

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  3. Freakazoid-March 31, 2015 at 3:14 AM

    This. My father left us when I was quite young, too. He pops in every now and then, though. Last time I heard from him was when I was a freshman. Then on my birthday a couple days ago he messaged me on facebook and asked how I was. All I got out was that I'm doing okay, and then he turned the entire conversation to himself. He gave me a ton of bullshit reasons as to why he was never around, and called himself a coward. I told him I didn't disagree with the coward remark, and stopped talking to him. Yay, for assholes!

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  4. UnknownMarch 31, 2015 at 3:50 AM

    I am happy that you let this experience make you stronger instead of bringing you down! Some people let things like this affect their whole lives, but I look up to the people who can stand tall and be proud of who they are, and be tough! I am also happy your dad left, because I love the person you are. You are amazing.

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  5. UnknownMarch 31, 2015 at 4:40 AM

    I love this, I know exactly how it feels not having your real dad around, I mean I got to stpend six years with mine but I still get it. At least you have ol Greg. Love this story!

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  6. UnknownMarch 31, 2015 at 4:40 AM

    I love this, I know exactly how it feels not having your real dad around, I mean I got to stpend six years with mine but I still get it. At least you have ol Greg. Love this story!

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  7. AnonymousApril 1, 2015 at 7:41 PM

    Wow, Aislynn. Did not know this. You know, you come off as this funny flippant girl but down deep there's this other side to you. I'm glad you're letting that side come out here in your blog. I like the "Thanks a--hole have a nice day" bit the best. :)

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