After 32 Years, I Found My Father — When Reunion Hurts More Than Distance Ever Did

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This one hit different—because sometimes reunion brings a new kind of grief.

Dear diary…

“I recently met my bio dad, November of last year. We started talking in October.
When I met him for the first time in person it felt so natural. We both wanted to meet so the feeling was there, it felt welcoming and warm.
I’ve heard both sides of what happened and it’s the same story, a few different details of course. For some background:
My parents started dating at 13. My mom got pregnant at 14 and had her first child at 15, I’m the second child—she had me at 17. They were so young and really genuinely liked and loved each other, but life and difficulties got in the way….
Anyway, talking to him today he said he regrets his past. Regrets the time away from us and not knowing me.
This was because we were having small talk and he apologized for being so awkward and distant. Not writing often, but he’s always thinking of me.
And I told him not to worry, I understand. I’m not a child, I’m an adult with my own life and my own family. I don’t expect him to be there all the time, I just want to get to know him. I want to be able to say ‘oh I was talking to my dad the other day’—you get the point, I’ve always wanted that.

So when he said he regrets his past, my reply was:
‘I don’t regret anything about the past, I wouldn’t change anything about the past. I’ll deal with all the problems and the pain because that has made me a stronger person. And if I changed anything in the past, I wouldn’t be who I am or where I am in life right now.’

I think that truly offended him because his reply was very sarcastic—something like:
‘Oh yeah, I was meant to have a family young then lose them. I was meant to be alone all my life. To be in my room talking to myself all the time. Yeah, that’s my destiny. You reap what you sow.’

Then he just said goodnight and just like that, the conversation was over and he was gone.

Is he going to leave me again?
I know I’m an adult—I’m freaking 32 years old—and still worrying if he’s going to stop talking to me. If he won’t see me again.
Did I lose him?
I just found him.”
— Anonymous

First of all—your story? It’s layered, powerful, and incredibly human. Thank you for sharing something so deeply personal.

Let’s just name this for what it is: reunion is complicated. There’s excitement, hope, grief, awkwardness, healing, and heartbreak—all at once. You’re not crazy for feeling this much. You’re not dramatic. You’re just someone who has wanted connection for a long time, and finally got it… only to now be terrified it’s slipping through your fingers. That’s real.

You didn’t say anything wrong.
What you said to your dad came from a place of grace. Of growth. You were trying to offer him peace—that you’re not angry, that you’re not stuck in blame. You weren’t dismissing his pain. You were just saying: “I’ve made peace with mine.”

But here’s the thing—he hasn’t made peace with his.
And instead of sitting with that or owning it, he turned your healing into a mirror for his shame. That sarcastic reply? That was hurt talking. That was guilt, maybe even resentment—but it wasn’t about you.

And I know it feels like abandonment all over again, but this is likely a man who’s never fully unpacked the consequences of his choices until now. You didn’t make him spiral. You just unintentionally touched the part of him that still hasn’t healed.

Will he disappear again?
Maybe he needs space right now. But whether he comes back or not, please know this part isn’t your fault. You’re not a kid, no—but the part of you that wanted a relationship with your father? She still exists. And she deserves love and consistency too.

So here’s what I’ll say, lovingly:
You didn’t lose him.
You found yourself in that conversation.
You spoke your truth.
You didn’t minimize your journey to make him feel better.

That’s strength. That’s clarity. That’s growth.
Whether or not he shows up again, you’re going to be okay. Because you already are.

And if he can’t show up right now?
That doesn’t mean you’re unworthy. It means he’s still figuring himself out. Let him.
But don’t shrink or regret the peace you’ve worked so hard to find. You’re allowed to have it. You’ve earned it.

We’re holding space for you.
Keep reaching for what you need—with or without him.
You are loved. You are not alone. You are still whole. 💛

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