So truth is my life doesn't suck overall, but this situation sure felt bad when it culminated. Still does actually and probably will for too long a time.
Condensed Backstory (loads of great details left out)- my father met my mother when he was already unhappily married with 5 kids in their 20+'s , had me as a love child and lived happily with mom and I for 13 years. Separated and went back with first family but still maintained relationship and since college we have had lunch nearly evey week.
Fast forward 15 years, his wife still raging anger after 35+ years forces my now old, ill and care-dependant father to call me, on Father's Day, to tell me he's done with our relationship forever. I thought he was calling to wish me a Happy Father's Day as my first child, a daughter, was just about a month old. Pretty cruel shit. | |
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