I am touched by your story and how you express it. Transmuting the empathetic pain you experienced when you were young into service, love, standing strong for freedom and justice as a Man. We need more like you.
Bless you and your dear Mother

Your story is EXACTLY the same as mine.

My father wasn’t a doctor but he was the one with the money. Paid the bare minimum he could in support, even had it written into the divorce decree that my brother and I could expect no help except for shortfall if either of us decided to go on to school post-secondary.

We lived with my mom who also struggled. We had didn’t have much, BUT WE HAD EACH OTHER, and that was more than enough.

I forgive my Dad for what he did - not to let him off the hook (that’s not what forgiveness is about), but so I could let go of the anger.

My mom is gone to Heaven now (going on 3 years ago). My father yet lives - he knows what he did was wrong and he has to live with it in this hell-on-Earth matrix.

Anyone seeing this - YOU ARE NOT ALONE. We have each other. Reach out - one of us will ALWAYS answer. ❤️

And I am tearing up as I read this, I am so glad that you had your mom who clearly helped you be the person you are today, that is so very special. I wish my mom felt that way, i feel like I was born into the wrong family, sometimes i think i must have gotten switched at the hospital.... I am really not like anyone in my family.