Question

Sometimes I think about how my dad left when I was 15, how both of my parents were gone not by choice at first but by choice in the end, and how that changed the way I had to grow up. I learned how to cope because I had no other option, and I became someone who knows how to survive silence, absence, and disappointment. Now they’re about to meet my boyfriend, and it’s strange how happiness and hurt can exist in the same space. Part of me is excited because this is my life now, something good that I built without them, and part of me remembers who they were when I needed them most. I know they aren’t good people, and I don’t forget that, but I also know I’m allowed to want peace, normal moments, and to feel proud of where I am. This meeting doesn’t erase the past, and it doesn’t define my future it’s just a moment, and I get to decide how much of myself I give to it. I survived what they left behind, and I’m still moving forward, even when it’s complicated.

Answer 1

Just gotta keep chugging along, life's finna be full of surprises you just gotta accept the fact that they'll always show up even when you don't want them to

Answer 2

ur right that's life yk

Answer 3

That's life I bet when u become something in life he is going to comeback and bagged u