my mother got me thinking...
on my 20th birthday it will be 5 1/2 years since I have seen my father.
I think about the year I spent in a dark depression over this whole subject. The whole time I dreamt of the days that I wouldn't even think about it. It has happened.
I live a life completely void of him. Sometimes he comes up in conversation but most of the time, I don't think about him. I still wish that things were different but I know that they might never be;I've accepted that.
I think about the year I spent in a dark depression over this whole subject. The whole time I dreamt of the days that I wouldn't even think about it. It has happened.
I live a life completely void of him. Sometimes he comes up in conversation but most of the time, I don't think about him. I still wish that things were different but I know that they might never be;I've accepted that.