CenotaphGirl
Under the dirt, that’s my home ⚰️
Guys. I touched on this briefly but I wondered if anyone else knows what this is like...
I am not my fathers or mothers biological child, I am adopted. It's a long story that involves best friends, untimely death from cancer and flash forward to my adoption.
I was my dads favourite person, he passed, and as much as I loveee him, I never wanted to be his favourite. It built a rift between my sister and I, it was unspoken, until he passed then all gloves were off so to speak. It also made my mother cling to my sister and sort of reject me to compensate. My poor brother was always stuck in the middle, he favours me too as he copies my dad, and he'd never be around my sister because he'd just leave if she said a cross word about me. One Christmas he actually made her leave for being rude to me.
I understood why I was my dads favourite, he could do no wrong in my eyes, and I listened to whatever he said, even if I didn't agree. I always felt like he saved me, the adoption was his choice and I just never wanted him to regret it. However, he did something that I wish he didn't do, he refused to call my sister when he was dying, he messaged the family group chat saying I need to call him, because im the only one who could cheer him up, he specified no one else was to call. Thats the last text message I have ever gotten from my dad. I read it and cry some nights, because that message, was so precious to me but broke my sisters heart. He cant take it back, and she now hates me forever. I never told her I asked dad to call her, because I thought, that would be worse and he got mad at me for asking, I'd never say anything to upset him but I risked it because I never wanted this.
Have you ever been the favourite ? Or is one of your siblings? Do you realise it's not their fault but still blame them? Idk... some different perspectives would be useful.
I am not my fathers or mothers biological child, I am adopted. It's a long story that involves best friends, untimely death from cancer and flash forward to my adoption.
I was my dads favourite person, he passed, and as much as I loveee him, I never wanted to be his favourite. It built a rift between my sister and I, it was unspoken, until he passed then all gloves were off so to speak. It also made my mother cling to my sister and sort of reject me to compensate. My poor brother was always stuck in the middle, he favours me too as he copies my dad, and he'd never be around my sister because he'd just leave if she said a cross word about me. One Christmas he actually made her leave for being rude to me.
I understood why I was my dads favourite, he could do no wrong in my eyes, and I listened to whatever he said, even if I didn't agree. I always felt like he saved me, the adoption was his choice and I just never wanted him to regret it. However, he did something that I wish he didn't do, he refused to call my sister when he was dying, he messaged the family group chat saying I need to call him, because im the only one who could cheer him up, he specified no one else was to call. Thats the last text message I have ever gotten from my dad. I read it and cry some nights, because that message, was so precious to me but broke my sisters heart. He cant take it back, and she now hates me forever. I never told her I asked dad to call her, because I thought, that would be worse and he got mad at me for asking, I'd never say anything to upset him but I risked it because I never wanted this.
Have you ever been the favourite ? Or is one of your siblings? Do you realise it's not their fault but still blame them? Idk... some different perspectives would be useful.