It’s never going to happen. I will never, ever be part of my own family. No one is going to share the news of a new baby with me. I’ll never be invited to a wedding, or a shower, or a christening, graduation or even over for dinner. My family wants nothing to do with me. They want me to disappear. I speak of my father’s family, the great and glorious McIrish clan,
How can a man love his children with one woman, but not another? Why are the ones my father kept so much more worthy of being part of the family? Did my father’s casting me out just erase me from my family tree?
Well, it appears it does, and all concerned seem just fine with it. All save me, of course.
They think I have a family, that my adoptive parents were able to take the place of my true family. They are so wrong. I have never felt like a member of my adoptive, or natural families. And it’s my misfortune that this happened to me. No one is going to help me to fit in.
How can they be so cruel? Someone help me, it hurts so bad.