Yet here I sit balling my eyes out.
It was honestly a very innocent statement but one that triggered such a deep pain within me..
Ask your dad, that was simply all that was said.. and My God how that triggered such anger I bit my tongue and childishly put my pillow between us so that she couldn’t she the tears.
I couldn’t keep my composure at 5:55 am.
A conversation that began with such excitement about the events I was planning with such joy and anticipation for my own children, now had me in a place of such hurt and heartache.. tears flowing like a water fall and a nose that wouldn’t stop running, legitimately in the 3 seconds it took her to say ask your dad, I was taken from 41 year old adult. Tami the healer, wise and understanding to 4 year old Tami, lost and alone and then to 18 year old Tami, unwanted and discarded as the inconvenience.
Before I let my anger get the better of me I walked outside and smoked a cigarette.. trying to catch my composure which only made it worse.. once I was out of ear shot it all came flowing out..
So here I am tears and snot and I can’t hold it back.. ask my dad…WTF ask my dad.. oh the one who didn’t want me and walked away times before.. the one who I just began rebuilding a relationship with after 20 years of being absent after the last disaster reunion.. ask my dad the one who walked away telling me I was an inconvenience shortly after meeting for the first time at 18 years old.. that one? I guess in my trying to forgive and come to terms with the past and make a amends, I did a really good job of hiding away the pain and torment of what not having my dad did to me… you don’t understand while I claim him I am very aware that truly that is one sided and still I try.
I don’t have that dad you know the one I can turn to and count on.. I don’t have a dad I can turn to and say hey dad I need help and have any confidence that he will be there.. if I do I surely don’t know it… no instead I grew up being not only told but shown that I was unwanted and a burden.. I grew up knowing that my existence was enough to make him leave.. ask my dad… I can’t because that would guarantee his departure from my life yet again and this time I had gone ahead and involved my children.
I don’t place blame it is what it is and it sucked yes but it wasn’t only my dad that did it.. I have been broken by those who we meant to protect me.. and no this is not me playing the victim it is how it goes sometimes and I don’t regret it because it made me who I am but that credit goes to me alone. I knew words like abortion and that both my parents wanted to have one when it came to me by the time I was 4 and I was a thing I was regularly reminded of and no i don’t blame either.. they were young stupid and struggling themselves I’m sure but still this is something no child should have to endure.
So when she said ask your dad it broke the lock holding the pain in… It’s not even her fault I don’t show how badly it affected me.. I try to remain on the side of hope and forgiveness but wow I was thrown right out of that false comfort this morning.. literally all I had ever known first hand to be true of asking my dad for anything at all, including time and effort.. was the equivalent of me holding the door open as he walked away. I wish this was something that had been implanted in my mind rather then something I knew first hand out of his own mouth so many years ago.. but sadly I don’t have that lie to comfort me.
Really today my blog is just a sounding board for me and a safe place to release the pain.. I am not perfect, I struggle and I fall but trust that I pick myself up every time. While I can’t ask my dad, what I can absofuckinglutely do is make sure MY CHILDREN KNOW THEY CAN ALWAYS ASK THEIR MOM WITHOUT ANY FEAR OF ME LEAVING.
It was up to me to break this cycle and for myself and my children that is what I did and Continue to do.. no I don’t have control over anyone else in their lives but I probably over compensate for those who haven’t broken their toxic cycles and I make sure they know the truth of their existence! Regardless of who is their… they were always wanted.. relationships don’t work but fuck these two are so loved… shit gets hard people make choices they need to in order to survive the day, but with them in my life, suddenly my life became a life worth living. I tell them I love them literally all the time and I’m sure they get tired of hearing it, but while I’m alive or when I die.. one thing I’m sure of is that if you ask my kids one thing they know for certain.. I can bet my life that their answer will be how absolutely loved and wanted they are.
As for me I don’t know what will come of this new found relationship with my dad, what I do know is that I have learned not to set any expectations because without expectations he can’t hurt me anymore. I take it as it comes and enjoy it while it’s here and I do give credit to my mom probably less then she deserves.. because shit while she broke my heart and spirit and I broke her heart constantly asking while for my dad since I could speak… not seeing then that she carried the burden alone.. herself sick, lost, young, heartbroken and tired and with a baby.
I know regardless she loved me the best she could and even when it was bad I know she loves me and I can ask my mom. I also know that my dad loves me in his own way and maybe one day I can ask my dad. Either way I got me and I will always have my kids!
I don’t know how any of this will be received.. nor do I care. I can only speak my truth and hope that it helps another to see that they aren’t alone. Hopefully it can inspire healing and change. Either way I am speaking my truth and honoring my soul.
Trust me I can’t preach it enough..
Parents often don’t realize the damage they do to their children and children often don’t understand that their parents were just fucked up kids trying to figure it out. That isn’t an excuse.. but it is the truth. We need to break the cycles and give better then we have known. We need to step up and give to what we create what we wish we had and what we needed as we were growing up.. it is the only way to end the cycle.