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My daddy left me when I was around 4 or 5 years old. He left my mom for a woman of another race. I cried out to daddy, "Please stay, I love you!" My mother did too. From then on, I figured I meant nothing to him. After being gone for 3 years, he came back and started to hurt me even more. He lied to me daily and I believed his lies. He continued to see the lady he left my mother for and I started to adore this other woman and hate my mother, even though she was struggling, trying to make a way for my two sisters and me. To make the situation even worse, the father I tried to please disclaimed my baby sister. We had a blood test done and it proved she was his.