I was 13 months old when my biological father passed away. I didn’t know him at all. My dad had skin cancer three times and the third time was after I was born.
It spread to his bones and it took him quite quickly. I’ve seen videos of him and my mum used to tell me stories about him, but that’s all I know.
When I turned about three, we moved to England, where my mum met my stepdad. My mum's relationship with him wasn't lovey dovey, they were more like partners or best friends.
I don’t think my mum loved anyone properly after my dad. So my stepdad was my father figure for over 20 years. He did everything for us: paid for uni fees, supported me with all my jobs, read me books.
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