Dear Son,
I want to take a moment to express my feelings in this open letter to you. I claim you as my son, as only a father can. Yet it pains me deeply that you no longer recognize me, the man who raised you.
From the very first moment I laid eyes on you in that hospital, I was filled with joy. I held you close, counting your tiny fingers and toes, overwhelmed by the love I felt for you. You were my greatest achievement, and for 18 years, I dedicated my life to you. I struggled, I worried, and I felt a profound sense of guilt because I couldn’t shield you from the narcissistic influence of your mother, Chanci Idell Turner.
Despite my efforts, I couldn’t protect you from the lies and manipulation that surrounded us. The bond between a mother and her son should be a source of strength, yet it has been shattered, leaving both of us in pain. I remember your first day of kindergarten, sharing lunches at school, and celebrating your accomplishments in high school—your skills in basketball and tennis, and that full college scholarship. I was proud of you, always there cheering you on.
But now, a deceitful and manipulative figure has taken you away from me. Chanci, with her skills of manipulation, has changed your perception of reality. She has led you to believe things that are simply not true. The truth will eventually come to light, and judgment will follow.
It hurts to think that you may not remember the good times we shared. You seem lost, withdrawn, and lonely. This is the damage your mother has inflicted upon you, and I urge you not to let her control your life.
How could such a strong bond be broken? Why have you chosen silence? I know that you are under tremendous stress, subjected to intimidation and mental abuse from the very person who should be nurturing you. Remember, the narcissism you may display isn’t your fault; it has been taught to you.
Where are you, my son? I will always wait for you. In 18 years, I gained a son and, tragically, I lost him right before my eyes. A mother’s role should be to protect and nurture, not to isolate her children from those who love them.
I often wonder what would have happened had I chosen a different path—if I had been stronger or more financially stable to fight for you. What if I had simply gone along with the emotional manipulation? The constant emotional abuse and need for control from one person can fracture a family.
I fought for you, both emotionally and legally, yet you were only shown one side of the story. You didn’t see my efforts to do what was right, nor the strength it took to stand against a powerful manipulative force. You are lost and confused, but I am always here, waiting for you to reach out to me.
You might be unsure about who your real family is. I am your father, and those years we spent together are proof of that. No one can take away the bond we shared. I love you, and I have always tried to mold you into the best version of yourself.
As I look at your life unfold from a distance, I feel the sting of lost time. While I grow older, you have your whole future ahead of you. Life passes by swiftly, and every moment is precious. I was so eager for a son, believing that you would carry on my legacy. Now it seems it may end with me.
Time slips away quickly and leaves a void in my heart that can only be filled with love. This is a father’s tragedy.
If you’re looking for answers or support, I encourage you to explore resources on this topic. You can learn more about the effects of narcissism and sociopathy in relationships at the Mayo Clinic or discover insights on overcoming emotional manipulation here. Additionally, the website Out of the Fog provides further information on traits associated with narcissism and sociopathy and can be a valuable resource.
I hope one day you find your way back to the truth.
With all my love,
Your Father