“I liked a girl, but never knew what to say. I won awards, longing for your "hooray." I was in a play doing whatever wildness suited. I did the same drugs mom said you did. It was always momma and me. You loved the racetracks for decades, but left me at three. All my friends were fatted with a love to claim, And the only thing you ever gave me was your name.” ChildhoodTraumaGamblingFatherhoodMasculinityDrug AddictionSingle ParentingGrowing Up Without A Father Book:Can I Tell You Something? Source: Can I Tell You Something?