The day that I was damaged forever (I think).
Exactly six years ago today. My bestfriend (at the time) left without saying goodbye, giving me a hug, or saying "I love you." I called him daddy then. Thats right my bestfriend was none other than my very own father. That Sunday afternoon on February 11th, 2006 my father went out with his friend and then flew to Florida. He didn't leave a note explaining why or if he was coming back.
The next time that I spoke to him was on my sixteenth birthday. The bastard completely out of the blue called me and made me cry on my birthday.
Anyways....
I have talked to him a few times since then. The last time I talked to him was the day before he got married (AGAIN!!!). Yeah he had the nerve to invite me to his wedding. After he got married I could not get a hold of him at all.
Whatever...
What is done is done. It doesn't matter how messed up or hurtful it was; its in the past. But as I realized what day it was today I had a revelation. I really could care less if that jerk ever talks to me again. Cuz just like a bad breakup, I'm over him. Yeah it still hurts a little to think about all the bull he put me through but, the divine couple above didn't allow this to happen just to break me down. I learned a lot from this experiance.
Even my fiance has hurt me (in more ways than he knows) but, I think without this experiance with my father I would have given up on our relationship completely. So like the saying goes:






Merry Meet
Bast72I am sorry that you had to go through this. I can totally understand your pain. I had a similar situation both with my father and past relationships with men. As a result, I am very cautious and reserved about who I trust and whom I trust my emotions towards that person. I can honestly say that now at age 34 I have found a wonderful, caring, patient man (he is Dragon Master-on this site)Although he is patient with me, I feel I can not give fully because of the damage caused by others. There are men out there who are kind, caring, patient, etc just be patient. It takes time to heal. Enough of my ranting. I am a very good listener if you ever need one.
Blessed Be
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