My dad left before I was even born. However, he said when I was younger he tried to visit and talk to me. I don't know whether to believe him or not. I have visited him multiple times, and although I want to hate him, I can't, because he is my dad. My dad is now in federal prison and we talk. We send letters and make phone calls. It sucks because I feel like he was never there for me as a child or a teen but yet I'm here for him as just a teen myself. I don't know why I'm still here with him. Out of his three children, me being the first, I was the one who didn't get attention or love from him, and yet I am the only one who is suffering to see him. I guess I'm just searching for a way to have my dad in my life for once. It sucks because I am suffering for his decisions, and it hurts so much. I can't do anything about it but cry and wonder why I was put in this position.
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