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So I've posted in this thread before but here I am again to.. vent, I suppose. It seemed like a good place as any to get this stuff off my chest.
Growing up, I just lived with my mom and brother, I knew I had two other half brothers and a father and there was a divorce that I was too young to recall. I never knew much of it, or even thought much of it when I was young, I just had a dad and two brothers I never really knew, and anytime I would do something bad or get angry I would get the "you get that from your father" so I learned at a young age he must have been a bad guy. About 5 years ago, when I was 13, my half brothers got in touch with my brother and I and we met up and just talked for hours and ate pizza and talked about everything.
A few more years passed, we stayed in touch but only so much due to distance and the family separation. At this point, they also got in touch with a long lost sister that none of us knew about, she's the oldest of us and I still haven't had the opportunity to meet her but would like to soon. I've seen my half brothers a couple times since and we just talked about everything from hobbies to philosophy, and they told me a little bit more about my dad but only so much. All they told me was he made some mistakes he regrets.They tried to tell us that he'd love to meet us some day but the whole thing just made us kind of uncomfortable.
After my brother graduated, our dad messaged him a long paragraph saying how he'd like to meet us but we never responded. Many times it would just seem like we were too young or that we were betraying our mom. I tried snooping through old photo albums earlier this year to get more information and only found old photos with his face cut out. After a lot of eavesdropping I eventually learned that he hurt my mom back when they were together, which makes me really hate him. It only adds to my hatred of people who hurt the ones they love and reminds me to be everything that he wasn't.
