Nobody's Daughter
Both of my biological parents can go straight to hell. I say that with conviction and 100% confidence in my decision. Give me flak if you want to, but step into my shoes and walk a mile in my life before you do. The shit I get here shouldn't happen in a family anywhere. Before I launch into yet another tirade about Dear Ol' Mom, let me bring you up to speed about the other person that made me: "Dad". My parents divorced when I was four years old, their only "legitimate" child being my youngest brother. Shortly afterwards, he moved to Arizona, where he still currently resides. My brothers and I only saw him every few years if we went there or he came here, so he was never really involved with us on a normal level. Yeah, he existed, but he was never really a dad. Still, none of this really registered with me, I just thought of it as normal. When we did see him, it would be fun, and that was enough for me. When I was 11, my mot...