Meeting the inevitable… head on…
I’ve learned soon enough… that prolonging the inevitable is just an exercise in futility… because otherwise they would have called it the “avoidable”… you’ d have a fatter chance getting away with murder if you know what I mean…
I used to tell very close friends only that I was an illegitimate child… now, I practically tell anybody who wants to listen…non-chalantly in fact… it goes something like, hey did I ever tell you I was illegitimate? *waits for person to choke on food/crash car/drop heavy item being lifted/spit out drink*…hehehe… and what is illegitimacy?, but a piece of paper? In olden times a man could have as many kids with as many wives as he could…. like they say… it’s a fucked up world… everything is relative to ones point of view…
Why hide it? because I used to fear that people would think lesser of me… my enemies might find a false sense of superiority because of it… but heck… doesn’t make me any different than them…
I guess in away I am blessed… because I had two mothers instead of one… and my dad didn’t just pack up and run… rather, he faced it like a man… and treated us like his normal kids… now thats a great dad…
On the flip side… it taught me to treat women with respect… then again… it still remains to be seen if I will be a victim of history repeating itself… God I hope not!
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