My stepdaughters are now 16 and 18. Despite years of effort, they’re indifferent. Yesterday, my stepdaughter coldly stated, “You’re delusional if you think you’re our dad.” Her words crushed me. Quietly furious, I declared, “Since I’m clearly not your dad, I’ve decided
I’ve decided to stop chasing their love where it isn’t wanted. For years, I drove them to school, cooked their favorite meals, and stood in the audience at their events. I thought consistency would win them over. Instead, I became invisible—a man they tolerated, but never accepted.
Hearing those words made me realize I was fighting a battle I could never win, not because I wasn’t good enough, but because they never chose to see me.
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