From a young age I had to learn the hard way, you can fold and bend but you should never brake. At the age of 2 I was mature for my age. I would walk with my moms and ask her questions about my father like why they not together and when would they get married again. Tough love is what I got out of my dad not seeing me but it made me stronger, it made me who I am today. But with all that said, who am I to be mad about some shit I couldn't prevent? I mean the rift between my moms and dad started way before I was born, it didn't help none that my dad was and is brown skin and I came out yellow as a sunflower. I guess you cant see yourself in a persons shoes until you have to wear them. But lets fast forward to almost 20 years later. Can you see a young you now? I mean you cant say I don't exist to you and believe that, can you? I cant say that if i were him I would do this and that this way and not let this and that happen cause things happen for a reason but I can say my child will know his father will never leave him or her EVER and that I love them more than anything in the world. So next time before you judge me walk in my shoes you probably couldn't handle the things that seem minute to me.
Julian
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