Name: I Didn't Like Who My Dad Really Was
Uploaded: 2023-01-26T14:46:51.000Z
Duration: 3 min 28 s
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My story begins with my parents. They were both addicted to drugs and alcohol,

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and they lived in a small house. They got married after being together for maybe

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two to three years. My mother became pregnant with me and she truly believed

that I was a blessing from God, so she got completely clean off any drugs and

booze, and she also got a job working really hard to pay for me and herself

while she was still pregnant. In the months she was clean, she became upset and

distant with my father as he continued drinking and using drugs. They argued all

the time and my father didn't pay any bills, nor did he have a job, nor did he

quit any of his habits. But nonetheless, they stayed together. My mother then gave

birth to me, my father missed due to his drug use and

informed my mother at the hospital that he lost the house because, well, he didn't

pay any of the bills for months on end. They were separated but still legally

together, up until 2009 when my father went to prison for a violent crime. He

was sentenced to a 10-year sentence with parole after having served five. So I

grew up without him. I was almost in the fifth grade by the time he was released

for good behavior. Then, he tried to get back into my life. I started going to his

house sometimes when he asked me on the weekends. He remarried only a few days

after being out of prison, and I didn't like that. I didn't like being around his

house because, as far as I knew, my dad and his wife and his wife's family were

just strangers to me. When I was a kid growing up without him, I really missed

my dad, like a lot, even though I didn't remember him at all and I felt guilty

for looking at him as a stranger. And then, across a three-year period of

middle school, my father showed his true colors.

The first incident that made me lose a lot of respect for him was when he

continued having marital problems with his new wife. They would argue a lot and

they both said hurtful things, and she even tried to grab me to keep me in the

house when they argued, and my father tried to stay at a hotel with me for the

night. Then, the second time he had divorced and remarried once again only a

few days after his divorce. This woman already had three children and I was

obviously ignored for the other kids when I went to his house. Then, they also

had marital problems. He would tell me to put my shoes on and jacket so

they could leave and then he would go back to argue, and then he would tell me

to put my shoes and my jacket on and go back to argue. And this would continue

for almost the whole night. Now, they both have two more kids and my father is

struggling to provide for them. And at one point, I realized the same thing had

been going on for almost four years of his freedom after being out of jail. So

13 year old me decided to stop going to my father's house. I would make excuses

and only go when I had to, and my father would continue to get angry that I

wouldn't go. So now, nearly a year after making excuses not to go, the next time

he asked me to go to his house I'm going to say no and explain why I'm never

going to his house ever again. Because he's done nothing in his four years of

freedom. I haven't found the courage to say it to his face yet, so wish me luck.

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I Didn't Like Who My Dad Really Was

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