Unconventional Journey to Fatherhood
My early experiences started like many others, filled with privilege and complacency. We believed ourselves invincible. We thought nothing would touch us. We were wrong.
Matt Verano
I told her right away, "Your body, your choice." I meant it genuinely; I truly believed it wasn't my decision. She fought. Raised as a "good" Christian, she didn't want to be a mother at 18. She had dreams and plans. They came first.
We went to Planned Parenthood. Only my best friend knew. I worked part-time at a fast food restaurant, covering my bills and expenses. I waited in the lobby – seats filled with diverse faces from every corner of the city. As we waited, I read People Magazine. She cried, as she walked in. An hour felt like ten. She was calm when she came out.
We spoke little in the following days and weeks. I just tried to comfort her when she needed it, fed her when she was hungry. We were drunk. She smoked – my roommate grew lots of weed in the basement. None of it helped.
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