SOTD! My Dad Kicked Me Out When He Found Out I Was Pregnant, 18 Years Later, My Son Paid Him a Visit

“Dad,” I whispered, trembling, “I’m pregnant.”

He didn’t shout. He didn’t ask who or how. He just looked at me — hard, silent — then opened the front door and said flatly, “Then you’d better handle it yourself.”

That was the end.

At seventeen, I stuffed a few clothes into a bag and walked out into the night. When the door clicked shut behind me, it sounded final — like the end of childhood. The baby’s father lasted another couple of weeks before vanishing. I learned then that some people love you only until it’s inconvenient.Continue reading…

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