I don' think I'll ever be able to understand how a person who knowingly has a child, someone they helped raise even if just for a little while, wants nothing to do with them. I don't care if the other parent of that child is horrible, or made a mistake, I will never be able to understand how someone can abandon their own flesh and blood. I could never imagine getting up, going to work, going about your everyday life not knowing where your child is, how they're feeling, what they're doing with their life. It hurts knowing there is someone out there who did that to me, knowing that the man that helped raised me has no idea what I'm doing, how I am, where my life is heading. It hurts even more knowing that he doesn't give a toss about me. But I know one thing, one great thing that will come out of this. If I ever have kids I know I will never put them through this.