My mother left us and divorced, my father raised me for 18 years, and at my wedding I was stunned when he gave me a card

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My mother left me and my father and divorced, my dad raised me for 18 years, and at my wedding I was stunned when dad gave me a card

Actually, in a person's life, the family environment has a crucial impact on us. If you grow up in a happy and harmonious family, then you will develop a sound personality. On the contrary, if you grow up in a family full of conflict, then it will cause corresponding deficiencies in your personality. And I grew up in a family full of conflicts, which made me carry heavy psychological pressure, not knowing where I should go.

I remember that when I was very young, the atmosphere at home was not very harmonious. Often over trivial matters, my mom and dad would argue endlessly, and sometimes they would even resolve things with force. Whenever my parents argued, I would always hide alone in a corner, silently watching everything before me, while my heart was full of fear and panic. So, in my childhood memories, there was almost not a tiny bit of sweetness and happiness; I spent it entirely in a family environment filled with the smoke of gunpowder. When I was in kindergarten, my mother could no longer endure those days of constant quarreling, so she asked my father for a divorce. After my parents divorced, my mother married far away to seek her own happy life. However, it was also from that time that a seed of resentment was planted in my young heart, thinking that my mother was too heartless and unrighteous, actually leaving me behind and going away alone.

After my parents divorced, my father never remarried, but lived alone with me. Because I lacked the care of a mother's love from childhood, it deepened my resentment toward my mother. And I secretly swore that I never wanted to see her again in this lifetime. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye 18 years passed. I had already reached the age of talking about marriage. Because I had been influenced by my family environment since childhood, it made me full of fear about marriage. Only after my father urged me again and again did I find a boyfriend. A year later, when I was preparing to get married, my father called me aside and handed me a bank card, saying with a grave look that this was the dowry my mother had saved for me.

After hearing what my father said, I was immediately confused, because I had never been in contact with my mother all these years, so how could she have saved money for me? However, under my questioning, my father finally told me the truth. It turned out that over these years, my mother had not forgotten me. She often called my father to ask about my situation, and had also mailed many clothes and foods. But because my father still harbored resentment in his heart, he concealed these things from me. However, as time went on, that resentment in my father's heart gradually faded. After some thought, he finally told me what had happened. And he said I had grown up now, and he should respect my personal feelings and choices.

After hearing it, my heart was in a daze, and I did not know what I should actually do?