Note to My Daughter's Father
You can be mad at me
and try to blame me
for the loss of your
relationship with your
daughter, but I know
that I gave you every
opportunity to be her father.
From the moment that
she was born I gave
you the opportunity to
be the man and father
that she needed, instead
you turned a blind eye,
and turned a spotlight
onto drugs, alcohol and
criminal mischief.
You turned a blind eye
to her needs till it
suited your life and you
needed something to care
about to make you feel better
about yourself.
When you came into her
life at three years old,
meeting her for the first
time in a Therapist's office,
she asked you, "Why didn't
you want me?"
It was a question I hadn't
prompted her with, a question
she had not asked me about you,
but a question she needed an
answer from you, but
you didn't answer it.
Instead a year and a half later,
you left again.
During your time around her
you wanted her to call you "Daddy"
when in her mind you weren't.
You were upset by the fact
that she calls her Uncle Dad
and wanted her to stop.
But the fact is he is.
He's the one who stepped up,
bought diapers, clothes,
played with her, watched
Sesame Street, spent countless
hours making her laugh, changed
her diapers, paced the floor with her
when she was sick, snuggled watching
movies, taught her how to swim,
talk and walk and was there for all
her firsts, while you were out in
a drug fueled haze.
He's her dad.
You've recently come back around
surprised that she doesn't want to
to see you, telling me and the
Child Support Counselor,
"Oh, well I have my son."
My daughter is not replaceable.
She is a person who you should
have respect for because no matter what
she is your daughter.
You hear all this noise from
biological fathers about
how they have to fight for
time, etc. for most of them
I feel the pain and understand,
but for you I have none,
because you blatantly
threw it way for a high.
You have no one to blame
but yourself, you had
more opportunities than most
and threw them all away.
You can't blame me, because I tried,
for my daughter I tried and made sure
she knew that I've tried.
I will never feel bad when I tell her,
"Hey he's the one who is missing out not you.
You are amazing and it's his loss, not yours."
You have no one to blame for the way
things turned out but yourself and
you have to deal with that, not me, not her,
but you.
I just needed to vent and get this off my chest, feeling a bit better now. Next post will be better.
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