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Running away, MY MOTHER! She was a bright person, a chemist by trade. She was an alcoholic that abused barbituates. She was a master of lying to in dear her self to people. She was a thief and stole thousand upon thousands from me. She pointed a gun at my wifes face standing directly in front of her. She allowed two of my beloved pitt bulls to fight to the death after purposely lifting a common gate between the two when I was gone from my home. SHE fully understood the ramifications of putting the two together and broke into my yard to do this.
The list just goes on and on. My father was a peace of work in his own right as well. The coupe-de-gras is my dear old mother shot herself in the left side of her head sitting in a brand new Camery I had just purchased her.
I made it in spite of these people. I have no pity for those that blame others and wallow at the therapist.
CG ..........may not be what you wanted in this thread, but it is what it is.
Wow CG, took balls to post that. I can't relate as much as you, but my mother left me at 3 months, due to have alcoholic father beating her and he was in prison at time she gave me over to foster care. Never came for me and even attempt to see me. I never saw her or cared either. I have no feelings for her at all. My father was a deadbeat Dad who rather drink then work, stayed on welfare and lived like a pig. An alcoholic all is life with no responsibilities. He got me at 12 years old and I begged to go back into foster care after 1 year with him. The courts agreed. He was very bitter towards me and thought he was a loving father. What a Fucking joke he was. He was dying in the hospital of cancer and was upset I wouldn't see him. I related a message to him, " You were not a father to me all my life, why start now?" He died in 1994 and I didn't feel anything for him.
The good news is, I learned from life's experiences and took care of my kids by working hard all my life. I also got remarried and now take care of my 11 year old step daughter. Her deadbeat father left her at birth too. I am honored she calls me Dad, loves me and respects me