itty bitty inconvenience
The thought of change scares most people
I know for a fact it terrified me
waking up everyday, same routine
A new poppable pimple
It could be something that simple
A constant change, a change in features
Or a hardcore change, a change in creatures
The crature in this story is my dad
That man I should call child since he never matured enough to realize leaving two young children old enough to remember was wrong
Yet this was not a dead beat dad it was a person that held onto the fact his kids were vulnerable and barely stuck around
Stuck around just enough for no relationship to be formed
but for there to still be credit that he never fully left and still “tried”
This isnt a unique brand new experience only I have gone through
so many have experienced this change
Growing up I didnt want this to be a step back in my life
yet it was at first
Two steps forward
Stronger
soon after three steps back
Weaker
I recently realize i dont need anyone to feel strong
I had a mother to teach me right and wrong
This change left a hole in me that i soon filled with education and MY happiness being my top priority
while the struggle isnt over this set back brought me to step up and I am so grateful
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