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Guess what? I have been invited to be a regular panel host on NBC’s Atlanta & Company “real Talk” panel!

Panel Host for “Real Talk” on Atlanta & Company on NBC

I guess I should call up a few of my teachers from back in the day and tell them my constant talking has finally paid off! I have been invited to be a regular panel host on NBC’s Atlanta & Company’s “Real Talk” segment along with Christine Pullara, Cara Kneer and Hank Denson. Read more

Read the Book: The Fatherless Daughter Project!

I wrote this book because it was the book I needed to read when I was looking for answers on how to get through the journey of fatherlessness. It meets you where you are in your own journey and carries you through all of life’s major milestones. This book will help you turn your PAIN into POWER and show that fatherlessness is not a life sentence. You can use your past to redefine who you want to become. read the fatherless daughter project book

The Other Man

The other man

My stepdad had a heart attack and I visited him in the hospital yesterday. I have been No Contact with him and my mother for 2 years. Understandably the hospital encounter brought up memories. Mostly about power struggles and ugly sides of humanity. A connection that was given to us, but never blossomed.

My stepdad came into my life when I was 9 years old. After two years my mom remarried and we moved from Poland to Germany. New husband, new country, new language to learn, new school. The fights started almost immediately after we arrived and after 6 months my mom told me that it has been a mistake and we will go back home. We were in the car together and her promise was the sweetest thing I heard in the last six months. She changed her mind and never mentioned it again. They never stopped fighting. Even now after 20 years their main activity is fighting with each other.

My stepdad doesn’t have his own children. Good for me. I don’t even want to think how he would have treated me if he had kids. He didn’t like the fact that he had to spend money on me. For school, for food and for clothing. I began to earn my own money when I turned 16 and have been supporting myself ever since. In Germany the state gives you a certain amount of money for your kids as long as they go to school (max. till they turn 26). He always kept that money for himself.

He was and is a coward. Coward doesn’t sound bad, but if you know one, you know how ugly things can get. He is the kind of person who attacks people who are weaker like the homeless and is very rude to waiters. He enjoyed being the stronger one and putting me down. Living with him and pretending that everything is fine was hell. I only had good moments with my mother when he worked late shifts and we were alone at home. The dynamic changed after he hit me and I came home with a document from the doctor that described the abuse. I told him that if he ever puts his hands on me again, he will go to jail. He feared me and bought me a car. I won, but I never wanted to be part of it.

I moved out as soon and as far as I could. Things got better, because we didn’t see each other much. When I was 25 my life stopped for a few months. A massage therapist turned out to be a stalker. He was dangerous and wanted me to commit suicide. In all those months my stepdad remained silent. He didn’t want to have anything to do with it. He didn’t protect me at all.

Things have changed drastically when he has lost his job. His German is bad and he needed my help with the papers. “How is my sweet girl today?” “You are all that I have” “Only you matter”. I didn’t work on me. It only made me sad. Sad that I never had a dad who really meant those words. I was never my dad’s princess or dad’s girl.

The hatred in their marriage grew larger and larger and one day I said STOP. When I saw him in that bed yesterday, I felt sorry for him. He was weak and scared.
I did not feel safe around him. He will say and do everything and then use it against you, twist it, lie, put you down.

I feel sorry for myself. For all the years he verbally attacked me at the table and for the PTSD I still have from it. For all the times I had to go out and walk around alone, because they were fighting. For my struggles in a new country without knowing the language and not having parents who knew how it actually is to be part of the German society. I feel sorry for the years I couldn’t build my identity, but pull up a false self that made me safe. I feel sorry for not having had any deep conversations with him, for never doing fun stuff together and feeling bonded and loved.
He has no idea who I am and I guess I don’t even want him to know.

Is Fatherlessness Making You Sick? 5 Ways to Take Your Health Back

According to the American Psychological Association, one-third of Americans say they have had an illness they believed was primarily brought on by stress. To narrow it down even more, it has been well documented women are more likely than men to suffer from anxiety and depression. Why is that? Because women process their emotions differently than men by overanalyzing and rehashing negative feelings, which can lead to harmful self-talk and blaming of oneself for circumstances that she may not even have any control over- like the loss of a father. Whereas men don’t want to ruminate their feelings of depression and anxiety, they find ways to “not think about” what is going on in their life choosing to ignore their feelings. They often turn to alcohol, illegal drugs or physical activity to forgo their pain.

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