Dad or selfless angel

My stepdad would have to be one of the main selfless people in my life right now. He and I did not have one of the best starts when he started dating my mother. I was a teenager in high school and thought that my mother and I were fine on our own. We didn't need him. My mother and I had a best friends type relationship, we did everything together. So I ended up doing what any rebelling teenager would do, I made life hell for him.

In the beginning, I found him abrasive, rude, no manners, crude, and much like a impolite barbarian. I thought of him the total opposite to how my family had raised me. I wanted him gone, it had worked before with other boyfriends of hers. I became you stereotypical teenager. I raged. I caused issues, whatever I could do to be rid of him. For some odd reason it didn't work on him.

He has since changed my mind about him. It seems like every time there would be a crisis or issue in my life, he would be one of the first people there to lend a hand without asking but one thing, for me to be successful in life.

The Vet:

A little over a year ago, I had this cat. This cat meant the world to me. His health was not the greatest and I should have started given it some heavy thought about putting my dear bundle of fluff down. I was also heavily in denial about how bad it was. Quinn would get bad and then he would get better after medication and some vet time.

He ended up having another one of these 'episodes'. I had to take him to the emergency vet because our original vet had gave me the go around and all but refused to get me scheduled anytime soon. They told me they could see us in about a month. considering the issue at hand and what it had ended up being, that was not acceptable.

A lovely trip to the animal ER later, I found out that he had horrible bladder infection, issues with his lungs, and a few other things I couldn't remember. The outlook was pretty grim and I had no idea what to do. As I said before, I was in denial. I didn't want to see the end of a creature that had become my best friend. I ended up going the route of trying a regiment of medications to hopefully give me more time with my cat. I couldn't afford it, but my stepdad had jumped at the chance to pay to keep Quinn in my life. It ended up costing a decent amount of money. Later when I asked him, he had told me the reason why he had done this was that I had always done better when I had a pet that could double as a emotional support animal. He never asked me for anything in return and when I tried to pay him back, he told me not to.

My stepdad has also jumped in on several occasions to help me as I make my journey through life. He was even my first sale for my business. He had made a big order to just 'help me out'.

As much as I wanted to get rid of him in the beginning, I now see how happy he makes my mother. He has always been one of the first to lend a hand and never ask for a thing in return.

I was wrong about him in the beginning and am now happy to call him apart of my family. He had changed my point of view of him.