My legal father - that son of a bitch | scully's Blog

I'm writing about him today because I called him today, telling him I was my lawyer. Yeah, he would talk to me. 

A little background:

He beated my mother in front of me (first memory, I was 3), in front of my counsins. Well all the family knew. 

He repeated me all the time women were all whores. 

When I was 5, he shut my mother in my own room, she had been beaten and drugged, and she was a very bad shape when my grand-parents and uncle came to take me, and she out. 

He touched me under the shower. 

He let me drown, on purpose, in an attraction for kids above 12 when I was 8. He didn't call for help though perfectly seeing I was drowning. 

He bothered my mother 5 years before the divorce was pronounced. He was aggressive with her, or my grand-mother when he came to take for the holidays. 

He told his own family it's my mother who kept me to see them. 

First he said I was a person (me, not the lawyer I interpreted) without loyalty and intelligence. Because I had never asked news of him or taken care of him LOL Guess why? He should be happy I didn't, because it would've been with a baseall bat. 

I'm not saying I'm intelligent, but he's properly stupid, because if he had been smart, he just would have said nothing at all, and goodbye. 

He said he NEVER beated my mother. He said he always took care of me properly. He never did to me all the things I claimed, I do claim he did. 

He said my grand-parents made pressure on him to marry my mother LOL my grand-father especially couldn't see him picture. What he forgot to say is HE was married with two children, and had to divirce his wife first. He was 20 years older than my mother. 

He said my mother was pregnant from a police man (he worked also in the police)... that I can't check, but of 5 months! And she aborted! Even today it's forbidden to abort of 5 months, so before 1980...

He's full of contradiction, he said he didn't keep me after my mother died because he worked, he couldn't, so he preferred my grand-mother kept me, then he said it's because the law forbed him (you bet why), then because I had made my choice...

But the worse was when he said that he was happy my grand-father had died, that he had paid for being so evil. 

He's a psycho, a liar, a manipulator, a very little, HE's got no loyalty. Whether he's my biological father or not, I'm  so happy I'm nothing like him. I know my mother wasn't a saint, I know no one who is, butshe was a living angel compared with him. 

On the day he dies, I told my partner, I buy TRUE champagne, and it's fiesta. And if he's burried, I'll piss on his grave.