I am a lost daughter no different from you all. I am 46 years old, and still lost. My father left me and my mum when I was about a year.
A few years later I got a new dad. But still, he was not my real father. I heard stories about my father and I hated him. He took everything we had and left for his new wife (now he have a third wife). He even took my cloths and my teddy bear. I big yellow teddy bear. The bear sat on the trailer when he left. He told my mother that I was a ugly child. I often looked in the mirror and thought about that. Am I ugly? I do not want to be ugly.

I always wanted to have a proud father like my firends. My friends dads always wanted their girls to have long hair, and they where proud. My new father wanted me to have short hair. Maybe it should have been better if I was a boy, maybe. Sometimes when I was a teenager I could hear people wisper that I was like my father and their boys had to be aware of that. My father liked women too much, maybe I was the same they thought. But I wasnÂ't, not at all. But however, I was just me and nobody else.

When I was 24 years old I contaced my father and met all sisters and one brother. But they had a life on their own and I didnÂ't fit in. Not now
and not ever. I am like a satelite flying arround in the world, and do not fit in except in the open air. I do not regret that I met them but I could feel the same as I always felt. I am not really wanted. I have tried to keep my family together and I have worked for it.

My daughters should have an intact family for life. It is not easy to keep the promises, but one thing is clear. Children should have access to both parents. A father or mother should not have the possibility to leave. You have the right to come into their lives. If they reject, do not let them forget. Shout and scream for your right!

"For life"