So random fact about me on this father’s day: my sperm donor was an abusive piece of shit and the last time I saw him was at 6 years old. Fast forward to a few years ago, I get a call from my auntie (his sister who I love dearly) crying saying he’s dead and begging me to answer the hospitals calls. Apparently as his first born, I’m his next of kin-a man i hadn’t seen in 25 years. So it was up to me to sign off on his death and release him to his family. The only memory I have of that man is of him beating the shit outta my mom but suddenly his post mortem decisions was up to me.
One of the wildest days of my life. Every time I think about it im just like ???????😭😂













