In my post on the 11th i had mentioned how it had been 1 whole year since my "dad" left
So... what is a "dad"? the appointed "dad"? the earthly father? who and what is he?
some of you may be thinking why has she put the word "dad" in speech marks, well last year on the 7th of may 2014 my "dad" left the family home we just moved to, IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY, bare in mind i had my first IGCSE exam (maths) on that very same day oh and it gets better he comes home gets me to make him a sandwhich like everything is normal, 30 minutes later after he's eaten it he walks out of my parents room with a suitcase and tells me he is leaving, and starts telling me stories about how much of a bad person my mother was. WOWWW my mind is spinning .. I am in a dream, someone slap me... stop playing these mind games..
Yes i know this intro seems horrendous and you cant imagine what thoughts were going through my mind at the time my eyes were a waterfall of horror, disbelief everything was sooo surreal.. I dont know how I got to school sat down did my exam which I failed of course hence why i'm resitting maths this year.. yay.. but when my sister came home i had to be strong, obviously i wasn't and she began to panic, long story short the day was shit capital SHIT... what did I do wrong why me.. why us.. how could he my "dad" walk out on me like that..
I am going to be 100% real with you all, although my blog is mainly about fashion my daily routines and images I like to take, I also want you guys to get to know me a little better and hearing about my worst life experience probably isn't what you were expecting however, what better way than to get all the bad odour out in the open before you hear about the rest of my encounters in life.
Goodbye "DAD" i bid you farewell as you did me, its time i find myself as and individual someone you claim not to be your daughter, a lesson learnt is a lesson gained.