Here’s a real one from me.
Woman slept with me after I said no and passed out drunk on her floor.
Next day I moved across the country to report for military orders.
Got a call months later saying she was pregnant, I did not believe her but went for the birth anyway. Long C section for twins, everyone was healthy, and I still didn’t believe they were mine.
Paternity test confirmed they were mine. I started paying child support while living across the country.
After a year, they were removed from her custody for endangerment and abuse and placed with her parents, who are good people.
I transferred my payments to the new custodians, didn’t make contact for years.
Recently, I’ve visited them, made a few contacts, and made myself available for them to know, but am not pursuing any kind of “fatherhood” for them, because I don’t claim responsibility for them.
They have parents who have raised them and will continue to raise them. They call their grandparents mom and pop. I still provide support.
But since it started as rape and they have new legal guardians, I will not be stepping in as their permanent parent. It’s not the path I chose and as long as they are safe and healthy, I don’t think it’s my responsibility. (098706)
A girl I used to see socially when I would be home on leave stopped by my parents house a wbile back with a 6-7 year. Dad answers the door recognizes her slightly. She just says that that was my daughter, they’re both happy and healthy and I should know. He asks for some way for me to contact her. She say’s no and walks away. Gets in a car and drives away. Dad tried to get plate number but she was gone too fast. He couldn’t remember her name. Waited a few weeks to tell me. So… I could be a dad. I dunno. (03bangbang)
He never left, she took their son and ran, poor guy. My sister was married with two kids and felt trapped. So, at 33 my sister entrapped a 21 yo at her work to sleep with her, she gets pregnant, mission accomplished and her marriage is over. The 21 yo helps her buy a bigger vehicle and after that, she moves across town and doesn’t tell him. After their son was born she moved out of state and keeps moving around. When her son was around 8 I press her that he should know who his dad is (I didn’t even know his name), she walks away and never speaks to me again. She is still skipping around the country, doesn’t use her real name on social media and lives in constant fear he will find her. He never did anything to cause her to hide, other than she didn’t want to “share” her son. She tells her son that she has always been, and will always be both mom and dad, so weird. It really wasn’t fair to the dad and I wonder if he ever wishes he met his son. Or, if he tells his later romances that he even has a son. If my nephew is reading this, your dad never had a chance to even meet you. (Dotdashdotdot)