From one sperm donor to another, if you can, please be a good father.
Dear Irresponsible Sperm Donors,
Please stop wearing your baby mama drama on your sleeve. Not everyone wants to know you have those types of problems. People are not going to feel sorry for you or take your side for being the irresponsible one. You irresponsible sperm donors really infuriate me with your actions or your lack of actions, with your inability to self reflect, with your selfish ways of putting yourself before the life you’ve created.
You irresponsible sperm donors don’t seem to comprehend the importance of being a father figure, but it’s OK for you to be enraged when you’re being taken to court for child support. It took both of you to create that child, so both of you are responsible for that child. If that’s what it takes to convince you to be a part of your child’s life, then you probably deserve it. The circumstance of your situation is merely consequence, not cruelty.
If you’re curious as to why I’m addressing you in such a disrespectful manner, irresponsible sperm donor, it’s because I envy you—simple as that. I have a daughter that will be two this year, and my daughter’s mother doesn’t want me anywhere near my own child. It torments my soul when she mentions men like you, who prefer not to be responsible for your child’s upbringing. She doesn’t want my daughter to know who her biological father is.
I’m being viciously punished for wanting to be noble, responsible, and engaged in my daughter’s life. Now that’s cruel, heartless even. I didn’t get to witness anything that a father cherishes for the rest of his child’s life. I didn’t witness her birth, the first time she sat up on her own, her first crawl, the first time she stood up on her own, her first steps, or her first words. It’s almost impossible for me to get a picture of my daughter.
Here I am, actually wanting to spend all my money on children’s clothes, pampers, bibs, sippy cups, Fisher Price toys, toddler books, and annoying ‘Yo Gabba Gabba’ DVDs. Relentlessly fighting to be there for my daughter on her first day of school and every chapter of her life thereafter. And here you are, irresponsible sperm donor, enjoying your single lifestyle, buying PS3s, going out to the club every weekend, taking mini vacations, watching your plethora of $40 Blu-ray movies on your 52-inch high-definition television, instead of providing for or spending time with your child.
You sir, disgust me. And the thought of you, whose child is accessible, not taking advantage of your opportunity when I don’t have that leisure, repulses me. When you get thrown in jail for failing to pay child support, I won’t have any sympathy for you.