My father used my existence against my mother regularly.  As if it was somehow her fault that I was in the world.  Last time I checked, it took two people to conceive a child!

He used it against me too.  That I was unwanted, or that carrying me to term ruined my mother's health.  I'll grant that part has some truth; considering her medical situation, it's kind of surprising that we both survived my gestation.

But still.  He liked to make it clear to me that I was "an oops" and my mother's fault for not staying on birth control.

Oh yeah, and he liked to use my gender against me as well.  "If she had to get ****ing knocked up, she could at least have produced a son!" 

Oh well.  I'm out of that horrible mess, free from their toxicity. 

I'm safe.

So when does it stop hurting?
Plaid Plaid
31-35, F
1 Response Nov 7, 2011

when you accept that your dad was an *******, and get on with your life,,,try to have a laff about it,,rember how good it feels to live,how good a meal feels when your hunger is strong,, how good it feels to go fast in a car,how good it feels to have sex when your horny,how sweet it is to love your kids,and then thank your mom for not letting that ******* stop her from having you , tell your mom how good it feels to live, tell her thanks for having you,,,