Sorry i haven’t been o here for a while just so much has been going on….so this story of part 2 will be about my “father”. so i never really never knew about my father cause he was in prison for 15 years and my mom will never really tell me about him. Well one day in 2016 he dicided to write to me and my mom he said he wanted to be part of my life so since he never got the chance too i just gave him a try. He called one day n started to call more and more. I was happy finally and then one day my mom told me we are going to see him…i was more happy i mean i get to see my father for the first time. Even if it was in jail i was happy you know what i mean. We started to visit more and more. It was good then one day he decided to stop calling n denying our visits and he even denying it in my 16th birthday…it hurt so much all i did was cry on that 5 hour drive back home. I made it home and cut and kept cutting…i didnt want to stop. A few months later he wrote a letter n we got it and i decided to forgive him once again. He kept telling me n my mother he was gonna come home to us and we believed it like i was gonna have my mom n dad n finally have a good family…that was a lie. He got out 2 days before christmas and he didnt come home to me and my mother… my mom was hurt and i was hurt even more. on christmas my mom went out to get her mind off of things and when she left i started to drink for the first time. I got a called my mom tried to kill herself she wanted to die cause of him. When she came home she told me she rather die if he wasnt in her life… she told me she rather have him than me and my siblings.I was hurt even more and was so torn  and i didnt understand how could ur own father do that to his own kid. Later on i seen him n he couldnt even look at me in the eyes. so yeah thats the story about my “father”.