Now a days many things are taken for granted, at some point in time someone had a thought of making an organization, system, machine or something that would feed the populations nonstop demand for resources. Not any specifics just everything; supermarkets, churches, gangs, jails, friends, parents are all dependency’s, and there’s nothing wrong with any of these things, depending on who the person is and whether they work for the individual or not…but my case was more unfortunate.
My childhood wasn’t perfection but it had one component that made it tolerable a mother. My dad I’d say lost control of his better will or judgment in to occasions the first was in the mid 1950’s when his parents died; from there he went from place to place trying to find a place to live, he went to orphanage to avoid adoption because if he would have done so back then he would had to change his last name and that was something he didn’t want to happen. The seconded was dew to the witnessing of his girlfriend cheating on him since then the only worthy thing that’s happen to him is the fact that he can have his genes carried on through me. But in recent years he’s devoted his time away from me to try to figure out who he is; that neglect has caused a premature development to occur in my life which has taught me a lesson that to be dependent is to be weak because if my source go’s so do I.
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Sounds like your dad had some troubles in life that were not his fault. I think that we all have problems that were not our fault be we have to take the fall for them.
Nick P (1)
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