After years and years of self-doubt, I have come to the realization that this is not my fault – it is yours. You are to blame for this.
Real men are there for their children every step of the way. The are there for every sports game, every art show, and are there spending hours helping their kid build their science fair project.
I seriously cannot wrap my mind around the fact that there are fathers out there who refuse to be part of their children’s lives.
But I am done being mad at you. I will admit I used to want to run you over with my car and scream that you ruined my life, but that is definitely not the case anymore.
Growing up without you was actually the best thing that could have ever happened to me because, in the end, you were simply not needed.
Not having you in my life made me strong, honest, and actually pretty damn happy.
Real men love their children with every ounce of being they possess.
Thankfully, mom was always there. She was there when I was sick and she was there when I was freaking out about school and about finding a good job. Mom had to sit and watch me grow up without a dad, but she never let it stop her.
She made sure she was always there for me because we both knew you wouldn’t be.
Real men don't make mothers do all the work. They are there, helping raise the very children he helped create.
I always used to ask myself if there was something I could do, to you know, make you love me. I did my best at everything I could to see if you'd see my achievements and want to become apart of them.
But you never did.
You're to blame for the late night crying sessions, wondering if I was worthy enough for a man's love.
This was something that I struggled with my entire life, but as of today I am no longer a girl with "daddy issues."
I am so over constantly questioning my value, done being heartbroken over your heartless body and definitely done fighting for a spot in your life since you have made it clear that there is just no space for me.
I know my self-worth. I know what kind of woman I have become, and I am thankful that I was able to overcome growing up without you there.
I know one day you will look back and wish you could have been apart of my life. Because when you're old and frail, you'll need me. But I won't be there.
Children shouldn't have to sacrifice so that you can have the life you want. You're supposed to make sacrifices so that your children can have the life they deserve.
But I guess only real men know that.
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