I Screamed I Wanted My Mom Back — My Dad’s Response Broke Me

“She reached out,” he said gently. “And you said you wanted to know her. So… here’s your chance.”

I didn’t know what to say. Part of me felt betrayed, the other part terrified, and another strangely hopeful. So we met a few times—coffee shops, short walks, awkward conversations. It didn’t take long to understand why my dad had been both parents all these years. My mom wasn’t cruel, just… distant. Unattached. Still the same person who’d walked away.

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