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I made a shocking discovery.\n
My plan was to stay with my mom for a while, deepen our relationship, and find a place for myself that I could afford. When I rang my mom\u2019s doorbell, it wasn\u2019t she who answered. It was a man who looked at me with a confused expression.\n
I said my name and asked for my mom. He replied, \u201cYou must have the wrong house. No one by that name has ever lived here.\u201d I was confused but it was late, so I went to my aunt\u2019s house instead, not wanting to go back to my dad\u2019s place. When I told her everything, I couldn\u2019t help but cry uncontrollably.\n My aunt tried to console me and gave me a hug. She then said that she thinks now I\u2019m old enough to know the truth. It made my heart drop but I told her to tell me everything she knows. She revealed the house doesn\u2019t belong to my mom, my dad gave me the wrong address. She never wanted me and left me when I was born. She didn\u2019t have anywhere to live and was always asking for shelter from friends and people she barely knew. My dad paid for her to have dinner with me now and then, and he was the one who bought the gifts she\u2019d send me on special occasions.\n The tension with my stepmom had come up because she wanted to tell me the truth, and he didn\u2019t. I felt so bad. I went back home in the morning. We all sat down\u2014my dad, my stepmom, and I. We talked. We cried. The pain of betrayal still lingered, but I started to understand why my dad had hidden the truth.\n Forgiveness is a process, and I\u2019m still navigating it. I forgave my dad for his deception because I knew he was only trying to protect me. As for my mom, I\u2019m still trying to process the fact that she wasn\u2019t the person I thought she was. She has been trying to call me now but I just don\u2019t know what to do. Do I forgive her? Should I listen to what she has to say?\n Source: brightside.me\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I\u2019ve never lived with my mom and I don\u2019t see her as much as I\u2019d like, but we try to have dinner together every now and then. I love her and respect her, despite the distance between us. On the other hand, things were not easy for me at home with my dad and stepmom, …\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":104604,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1439],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-104603","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stories"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/104603","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=104603"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/104603\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":104607,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/104603\/revisions\/104607"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/104604"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=104603"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=104603"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/echowoven.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=104603"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}![\"\"](%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/echowoven.com%5C/wp-content%5C/uploads%5C/2025%5C/03%5C/I-left-my-dad-1.jpg%5C%22 "\\"\\"")