I am a new breed of bastard
I am a new breed of bastard, because I was not conceived within my father’s marriage, I am not his daughter. I was intentionally ‘donated’ away. I know who he is now and I hate this identity that he and my parent(s) have given me. I am not worthy of my father’s or my genetic paternal family’s acknowledgement, love, care. I don’t belong. I am an outsider. I bring shame to them. Sometimes I wish I never found out the truth of his identity. It would have been much easier if I did not care. I don’t want to care anymore. The truth is too painful. Be careful for what you wish for. This is a terrible way to bring new life into the world.