My Story

My name is Rob. I was born in the mid 50's in the Mid-west USA. My mom and dad were married when I was born. I have no memories of my dad at all. Growing up, My mom and I lived with her parrents and I never had any contact with my dad. I did ask questions about him and the answer was always something like, "He was just no good" or "you don't need to know" "He was just a drunk" stuff like that. I never could get a good answer to my questions about my dad. Well, when I was 11 years old, my mom met this guy, and they started dating. This man, had 2 kids, both older than me. Both a boy and a girl. As time went on, my mom was spending more time with this man and his family and less time with me. Also growing up, my mom would sometimes tell me that I wish you were never born and other things I really dont want to get into here. Well my mom and this man finally decieded to get married. I did go to the wedding. Before they got married, my mom told me that she didn't want me to live with them. After the wedding, my mom went to live with her new family, and I stayed with her mom and dad. They decieded to adopt me. Durring the time leading up to the adoptio, my grand mother did find my birth father and was needing to get him to sign some papers. I did get to talk to him on the phone for maybe 2 or 3 minutes. I also have a few old photos of him. That is all that I have of my real father. I have found out that my real mother did have my first name changed after she and my real father split up. My first name was to be the same as my dad and my middle name was to be my grandfather's first name. In the years since then I have also learned that my real father has passed away. My real mother is living in some kind of asisted living close to where her step daughter lives. The man she married when I was a kid has also passed away. My adoptive parrents have also passed away. Am I alone? how is the best way to deal with all this.