Monday, July 19, 2010

Prodigal Son

"All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth like pristine glass absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, and a few shatter childhood completely into jagged little pieces - beyond repair"

--The Five People You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom

I had a father, once. And he was the one who damaged me.

He was a seaman until he went overboard, literally. He went for the US and he had been staying there for the last 10 years. At first, it was good. He was able to provide for us. At one point in my life, I had a taste of a little luxury. But then, things got rough when he had to legalize his stay abroad. He has to quit his job and we had to suffer just a little setback, or so I thought!

Some time had passed since we received any decent benefit from my old man and we were heading into poverty. Little did we know about our situation because my mom did the best that she could so that we wont live poorly. She did the best she could but still, it wasn't enough. She also had to leave the country to provide for us.

I had to live with my father's sister because of our situation. I also had to transfer schools. It was at that time when I found out that my father had a family abroad. He already had 2 children with his concubine. The worst part is, his sisters had already known about it and they have not told us anything. I heard rumors but I don't just jump to conclusion. I found out about it because of the package he sent us. The first thing that I saw in the box was their family picture. I felt angry. I did not have a single clue on what the hell was that all about. How dare he send a picture of their happy family. It's just wrong. And also, I wondered If my mom knew about it and how she took it. I guess she did know about it and she was shocked and hurt by it. I also realized that he was unable to provide for us because his loin got itchy and he had to scratched it within another woman.

What I am most angry about is that my mom had to leave us because of my dad's lust. Cheating on my mom is one thing, but taking her away from us?! That's unforgivable.

Until now, we seldom receive any support from him. In three years, me and my brothers would be college graduates. In three years, we wont need him anymore. Yet, he refuse to of good help to us. Everything we hear from him are just empty promises. I am tired of listening. And when I graduate, I will work hard to have money so that I will be able to personally sue him for abandoning us.

If you are reading this, I hope you realize the pain and suffering you have brought upon us, especially me. I wish you would go to hell.

"Some wounds just wont heal..."

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