My father divorced my mother when she was 3 months pregnant with me. She was given those 3 months in hopes that she would get an abortion. My father never turned around and tried to be in my life. But he was always in my life. He lived many states away, and called my brother all the time. He said "Hey kid, put your brother on the phone" i'm not sure he knew my name... He used to pick my brother up multiple times a year, and just sit in his car outside my house. His presence was always there. I feel ruined sometimes cause of him.