Autobiography by Petagay McKenzie growing up without a father in the early stages of life, when he came around i often tried fixing the relationship that was broken I often felt it was a fault of mine but now I couldn't careless at least I tried.
As the years went by and Errol Nicholson (my stepfather) had three beautiful girls of his own I then realised one thing. I realised it didn't matter how he treated me as his own I wasn't his at all. My mom knew how I felt when I saw him with his kids dancing, singing and just simply making fun of them. She often made me feel as if I had her and she had me. she is a super mom. She played both roles in my life so I guess it was a tombs up for that.
But that was never enough I wanted to know him.... And so I did I'm not sure if I regret him being my dad but one things for sure I now know what hurt feels like.
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