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Losing Two Dads in One Year
Unwrapping this emotional sh*tshow
I wasn’t going to post this story.
The little voice in my head kept saying, “Who cares?”
But my friend May encouraged me to share it.
So here we are.
I was in the gym when I got the message.
“Hi, this is [redacted], your father’s wife. I’m really sorry to tell you this but your Dad had a stroke and passed away. I’m so sorry. Xx”
This simple text should have changed everything — and yet it didn’t.
I felt nothing.
I messaged back a few hours later.
Months later, I felt angry.
One of the first stories I published online was about my biological dad.
“Last June, my dad reached out for the first time in my life.
“I’m 24 years old.
“Up to this point, I didn’t know what he looked like, where he was, or even his name. Truthfully, I’ve never thought to ask. It was only when my therapist dug into the weeds did I stop to think.
“For all I knew, he could have been dead.”
