Rejection from my father has been the hardest thing for me to accept. It is not easy to grasp the idea that someone who once loved me, adored me, gave life to me could turn his back and walk away so easily.
I could no longer take the feelings of disappointment.
These feelings were a direct result of what I was expecting from him:
- Assuming he would respond to things as I would.
- Assuming he would care like I do.
- Assuming he thinks in a similar way as I do.
I was living in a fantasyland of my hopes, dreams, ideas, beliefs, expectations, and assumptions.
I was hurting myself most.