And It Was The Best Thing That Ever Happened To Me :)
I lived with my birth mom and dad until I was six. There were always fights in our house but nothing too extreme. Then my mom left, my father hit the bottle and my life went completely shitways. He was really violent and because I was a little kid who didn't know any different, I thought it was all my fault. As I got older I hated my whole existence and ended up self harming, which I regret to this day. Long story short I got taken into care aged 13 and got adopted by the man who I now call my dad :) he's been absolutely incredible from day one, we have a really close relationship. I feel like I can talk to him about pretty much anything and he always tries to help as best he can. There's never been a day when I missed either of my birth parents. I kinda forget sometimes that he isn't my real dad, because he's the first person ever to be a loving parent to me, and to be honest I don't think it makes a difference whether we're related or not. He's still my dad. I'm seventeen now and this is the happiest I've ever been.