Klinx grew up in a broken home without a present father, which caused feelings of confusion, sadness, rage, and guilt. As a child, assignments about family trees were difficult because Klinx's father was absent. Klinx met the father once at age 6, but the father showed no interest in Klinx. As a teenager, Klinx felt only anger towards the absent father for abandoning Klinx and burdening the mother. While the brokenness cannot be fully healed, Klinx has realized the importance of support systems and is determined to build strong relationships and encourage resilience in the future.
Klinx grew up in a broken home without a present father, which caused feelings of confusion, sadness, rage, and guilt. As a child, assignments about family trees were difficult because Klinx's father was absent. Klinx met the father once at age 6, but the father showed no interest in Klinx. As a teenager, Klinx felt only anger towards the absent father for abandoning Klinx and burdening the mother. While the brokenness cannot be fully healed, Klinx has realized the importance of support systems and is determined to build strong relationships and encourage resilience in the future.
Klinx grew up in a broken home without a present father, which caused feelings of confusion, sadness, rage, and guilt. As a child, assignments about family trees were difficult because Klinx's father was absent. Klinx met the father once at age 6, but the father showed no interest in Klinx. As a teenager, Klinx felt only anger towards the absent father for abandoning Klinx and burdening the mother. While the brokenness cannot be fully healed, Klinx has realized the importance of support systems and is determined to build strong relationships and encourage resilience in the future.
laughs, plays and loves together, those whom you can always count on always present not only in the good times, the most precious gift. I encountered a range of emotions growing up in a broken home, including confusion, sadness, rage, and at times even guilt. The basis of trust and security that one expects from a family is altered by the absence of one parent or the strains brought on by ongoing conflicts. Despite growing up with a stable family with my grandparents and mother, there is still a part of me that wonders what it feels like to have a present father. Especially seeing a father-daughter bond, their father being protected to them, them receiving princess treatment, etc.. I also felt guilty as I was envious of the other kids. I was guilty of looking for a presence I always knew would never come. I was ashamed of feeling jealous, especially when I knew that my mom experienced all the hardships just to give me a stable life. At a young age, I quickly understood that my family wasn't like the others. I remember when I was in elementary school, family trees were often given as our assignments. As a kid I was confused, scared, and sad back then. I did not know how to tell my teacher and classmates and I was afraid the other kids would bully me. Because I was afraid of all the possible outcomes, I just told them I had not met my father since he died a very long time ago. All throughout my childhood, whenever someone asks me about my father I would just simply tell them that he's dead since it is easier that way. It may sound unpleasant to tell people that, yet I did not feel any slight guilt as he was physically, mentally, financially absent my whole life so basically he’s really dead to me. I met him once because my mom wanted me to meet him. I was 6 years old at that time and it was the first time he saw me since I was born and the first thing that he said to me was “Kamukhang kamukha mo si Alyanna, nak” Alyanna is my half sister. When I remember that occurrence in my life, it makes me angry and sad as to who is sane enough to start a conversation with his first born daughter that way after ghosting me my whole life. While growing up, the stories of my mom and how ignorant my father was quickly fitted into pieces. Back then, I did not feel anything at him as I did not know him but when I reached my teenage years, all I felt was anger and rage towards him as I knew my mother did not deserve all that I did not deserve to grow up feeling abandoned by my own father. Since I was just an accident, all her dreams were delayed, she had to go through a lot, she had to learn how to raise me while she’s also just beginning to mature. I can not fully state that I have healed from this brokenness but I am always wishing that in another life, my mother did not meet my father, that she reaches all her goals and dreams. Additionally, I've realized the importance of support systems beyond the traditional family structure. Friends, teachers, or other family members have provided a semblance of stability and guidance during overwhelming times. Their presence has been instrumental in filling the void and offering perspectives that helped in navigating through difficult situations. In addition, growing up in a broken home has influenced my own goals and perspectives on relationships and family life. I'm now determined to encourage better understanding, communication, and resilience in my relationships heading forward. In conclusion, the narrative of a broken family is one of resilience, adaptability, and an opportunity for personal development. It has shaped my views, values, and goals in life. Important life lessons that have shaped my path of perseverance