Alyssa Sotelo

Alyssa Sotelo

  • Alyssa Sotelo
    Published 2 years ago
    Dad?

    Dad?

    Did he really love my mom? Is abuse love? The only memories I have of living with both my parents is arguing and fighting. It was very traumatizing until this day every time someone argues in front of me I think they’re gonna start a fight. I love my dad don’t get me wrong, but he isn’t exactly the father I wish I had. I can never watch a movie about a good dad because I wonder how my life would of been with one. I also hate watching movies with bad dads because it’s relatable and it hurts. My mom and dad were young parents; my mom loved to travel and my dad was just never around, so my grandparents help raise my sister and I. My grandpa passed away when I was in seventh grade he was my dad. He did everything a dad should do, take me to school, make me breakfast, and spoil me. He spoiled me with anything I wanted and most important love. He was such an amazing person the nicest person I’ve ever met. He was an alcoholic, it killed him, maybe that’s why I won’t drink and hate drinking. I miss him so much.