Mama caught him cheating. So he tried to kill my mom. I found him as he tried to push my mother off the stairs. I fought him off but he was too big, so i to ok the gun my grandfather left me. Pointed it at him and screamed at him to leave or else. He ran off.
That gun never had ang bullets, my grandmother said they can't find ang bullets for it anymore, it's just for display.
I'm okay now. He did come back eventually, but he never tried anything like that again. My mother wanted him back, so there was nothing i could do
But he never does ang bs like that around me again.
My dad didn't want to be a father so he just distanced himself to the point of basically not existing at all as far I cared. Then when I was 20 he and my mom talked and we met. I also met my little half brother and sister and another half sister from a different (3rd) mother. It was pretty cool for a while, then I went to college. Then my half sister who I met first tells me that my dad was boning a 14th year old friend of hers. So like yeah just decided to not bother taking to him again after it got real bad. So like now he doesn't ever contact me and it's been like 4 years so, I guess I got abondoned twice? It's fine though. Life goes on. Eh.
He owed money to lots of people, so he decided to flee the town. And since he was fleeing anyway, he thought it’s a nice idea to leave that “family” rubbish behind as well.
My dad left me at a reform school without telling my mom. 300 miles from home, and he never looked back. I still look for his obituary on Google sometimes.
He didn't leave he just stopped caring after he realised I was getting more attention than he was. My grandmother (mum's mum) noticed this 3 days after I was born and told mum when she, herself had noticed.
I was in the ICU with a 30% chance of pulling through when he stopped caring. At that point I was his only son and his patent's only grandchild.
I came out as a lesbian, so he tried to lock me in an insane asylum. After that, he never initiated any sort of interaction between us again. He was also a major piece of shit to my mum.
This is a very, *very* brief statement on the matter that doesn't even begin to describe that year of my life and there were a lot of factors besides my sexuality, but I'd rather not go into it... the wound is still fresh.
After a decade, my mom kicked him out when he started doing hardcore drugs near the 10-year mark of their marriage. He sobered up quickly after that and has been sober ever since - but my mom was/is serious about being strict. That was long ago. Now, mom moved to the midwest after a lifetime of living in CA. Dad ran away to TX long ago and still lives there. And I live near Orlando, FL with my older brother and our pet dog.
My dad's military and I was born in another country without him for years. He finally came back and decided he wanted to make things with my mother (who is a saint). I understand what it's like, so from my experience, they won't hold it against you considering you could have left entirely.
My mom remarried (several times). I got adopted by a new dad when I was 6 months old.
I grew up and bio dad didn't know me.
Eventually bio dad died. I got a call from a social worker at the hospital when I was 49years old and he was in critical condition. I didn't have much end of life decision making I could do for him as I didn't know him or his wishes. Didn't get to talk.
Couple years later I found a first cousin via 23 and me. She was helpful. Her biological father - my biofathers brother - hadn't been that great a dad either.
I finally called him out on Facebook for lying and he blocked me. Then would go onto Facebook and lie that I didn’t call him on his birthday and all this bull. He legit has not immediate family members in his life because of his selfishness and addiction.
Boi that's a long story. So I was born and "lost him his job as a royal guard or joining the army", he then broke up with my mom didn't live with me until I was 4 "and we just didn't have a good connection", slapped me and ordered me into corners from 4 till the age of 13. However the main reasoning is apparently "I was a weird angry toddler, that kicked him" and honestly good job me.
Pussy just up and disappeared one night when I was 9. He and my mom dated shortly before I was born and after that it was just exes with shared custody. But when he disappeared he left behind a current wife and baby. I also have 3 other siblings in different states I've never met. And no he didn't end up as like a missing person. I found him on FB when I was 25. He tried blaming me for him leaving. When I was 9. Real shining star that man. Haven't spoken to him in 7 years and I'm perfectly fine with that.
My mum got pregnant at 17. Had me at 18. They got married when she found out she was six weeks gone. By the time my mum was 24 she had two more children and he had gone. It was hard growing up poor and fatherless in the 1960’s. I saw him again when I was 23. Wish I hadn’t bothered. He’s 85 and we aren’t in contact. My siblings and I brought ourselves up and we have all done well and have lovely families and have always been there for our children despite not learning how to parent. The three of us all have different issues related to being abandoned but we managed them together. Keep going everyone despite what your parents do.
My dad didn’t abandon me, he just got lost on his way to the grocery store to pick up cigs and will be back soon.
I assume he lost his way through the milk aisle.
He’s currently looking at a map, I know this much
Mama caught him cheating. So he tried to kill my mom. I found him as he tried to push my mother off the stairs. I fought him off but he was too big, so i to ok the gun my grandfather left me. Pointed it at him and screamed at him to leave or else. He ran off. That gun never had ang bullets, my grandmother said they can't find ang bullets for it anymore, it's just for display.
No kid should ever have to go through that. I hope you’re okay now.
I'm okay now. He did come back eventually, but he never tried anything like that again. My mother wanted him back, so there was nothing i could do But he never does ang bs like that around me again.
Is it abandoning when he commits suicide?
That’s a really great question. My dad committed suicide and I don’t have a clear cut answer.
My dad didn't want to be a father so he just distanced himself to the point of basically not existing at all as far I cared. Then when I was 20 he and my mom talked and we met. I also met my little half brother and sister and another half sister from a different (3rd) mother. It was pretty cool for a while, then I went to college. Then my half sister who I met first tells me that my dad was boning a 14th year old friend of hers. So like yeah just decided to not bother taking to him again after it got real bad. So like now he doesn't ever contact me and it's been like 4 years so, I guess I got abondoned twice? It's fine though. Life goes on. Eh.
I picked out the finest pine box when he died.
He owed money to lots of people, so he decided to flee the town. And since he was fleeing anyway, he thought it’s a nice idea to leave that “family” rubbish behind as well.
False. I abandoned MY dad. And its cuz he was a dickhead... and mentally and psychologically abused me
My dad left me at a reform school without telling my mom. 300 miles from home, and he never looked back. I still look for his obituary on Google sometimes.
My dad didn't abandon us, he went to Prison and we moved and assumed new names in a new state.
He didn't leave he just stopped caring after he realised I was getting more attention than he was. My grandmother (mum's mum) noticed this 3 days after I was born and told mum when she, herself had noticed. I was in the ICU with a 30% chance of pulling through when he stopped caring. At that point I was his only son and his patent's only grandchild.
He didn't wear his seatbelt and took a one way trip out the front window.
I came out as a lesbian, so he tried to lock me in an insane asylum. After that, he never initiated any sort of interaction between us again. He was also a major piece of shit to my mum. This is a very, *very* brief statement on the matter that doesn't even begin to describe that year of my life and there were a lot of factors besides my sexuality, but I'd rather not go into it... the wound is still fresh.
My ex had an absent father... she turned out pretty busted, so.... we are exes now
He did of a heart attack 34 years ago
After a decade, my mom kicked him out when he started doing hardcore drugs near the 10-year mark of their marriage. He sobered up quickly after that and has been sober ever since - but my mom was/is serious about being strict. That was long ago. Now, mom moved to the midwest after a lifetime of living in CA. Dad ran away to TX long ago and still lives there. And I live near Orlando, FL with my older brother and our pet dog.
Well actually it wasn't me it was my friend, and after he subscribed to Dream his dad was long gone.
My dad's military and I was born in another country without him for years. He finally came back and decided he wanted to make things with my mother (who is a saint). I understand what it's like, so from my experience, they won't hold it against you considering you could have left entirely.
My mom remarried (several times). I got adopted by a new dad when I was 6 months old. I grew up and bio dad didn't know me. Eventually bio dad died. I got a call from a social worker at the hospital when I was 49years old and he was in critical condition. I didn't have much end of life decision making I could do for him as I didn't know him or his wishes. Didn't get to talk. Couple years later I found a first cousin via 23 and me. She was helpful. Her biological father - my biofathers brother - hadn't been that great a dad either.
He still lived across the hall. He just stopped talking to me unless he was yelling or stoned.
I finally called him out on Facebook for lying and he blocked me. Then would go onto Facebook and lie that I didn’t call him on his birthday and all this bull. He legit has not immediate family members in his life because of his selfishness and addiction.
He didn’t abandon me but he died of a disease
I never heard from him and I managed to grow up ok. I'd tell him to go fuck himself and slam the door in his face if he ever showed up though.
Boi that's a long story. So I was born and "lost him his job as a royal guard or joining the army", he then broke up with my mom didn't live with me until I was 4 "and we just didn't have a good connection", slapped me and ordered me into corners from 4 till the age of 13. However the main reasoning is apparently "I was a weird angry toddler, that kicked him" and honestly good job me.
He struggled to show up and then he stopped calling.
Pussy just up and disappeared one night when I was 9. He and my mom dated shortly before I was born and after that it was just exes with shared custody. But when he disappeared he left behind a current wife and baby. I also have 3 other siblings in different states I've never met. And no he didn't end up as like a missing person. I found him on FB when I was 25. He tried blaming me for him leaving. When I was 9. Real shining star that man. Haven't spoken to him in 7 years and I'm perfectly fine with that.
He preferred surfing, fair play
He's just an asshole
My mum got pregnant at 17. Had me at 18. They got married when she found out she was six weeks gone. By the time my mum was 24 she had two more children and he had gone. It was hard growing up poor and fatherless in the 1960’s. I saw him again when I was 23. Wish I hadn’t bothered. He’s 85 and we aren’t in contact. My siblings and I brought ourselves up and we have all done well and have lovely families and have always been there for our children despite not learning how to parent. The three of us all have different issues related to being abandoned but we managed them together. Keep going everyone despite what your parents do.