public-domain-images-free-stock-photos-002-1000x667By Justin Hullman

I was raised by a single mom on the south side of Omaha, Nebraska. Despite not ever meeting my biological father, my mom assured me that I was loved and cared for. My mom’s unconditional and deep-hearted passion for me was radically expressed daily. However, as I entered into middle school, I began to let my “fatherlessness” become my identity. I was insecure, angry, and confused. I couldn’t understand why my real dad couldn’t step up and love me like my mom. In searching for who I was, I was trapped in thinking about who I wasn’t: a boy with a loving father.
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