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Proof: Dads Are Equal
This is a LONG read but it is well worth it. If you cant read it all please read just part of it.
Sadly a friend of mind found out this quote a few days ago:
The research, which clearly illustrates how a father biologically responds to the birth of his children, also explains why thousands of men become clinically depressed when separated from their children to the point of actually committing suicide.
By Joel Leyden
Israel News Agency
Jerusalem —-June 3 ..
LINK….
It was not easy writing the above headline. But when Psychology Today, one of the most respected lay journals on clinical psychology releases research illustrating that fathers are empowered biologically no differently than women when it comes to nurturing children, all keywords are needed.
This evidence hits hard at social workers, family court judges and elected legislators who abide by archaic research and outdated laws which state that it is in the best interest of the child to be with the divorced mother - not the divorced father.
“Here is the first hard evidence that men are biologically prepared for fatherhood,” says Psychology Today. “In fact, this is the first evidence that to nurture is part of man’s nature.”
“Here is the first hard evidence that men are biologically prepared for fatherhood,” says Psychology Today. “In fact, this is the first evidence that to nurture is part of man’s nature.” Read more »
Subscribe to the comments for this postDreams of the past - Poem
Lost In Dreams by `gilad
Its been close to a year now, since they took it all away,
Ripped my heart right from my chest, and forced me to stay at bay,
Missing so many loved ones, while dreaming of past days,
Forgetting how much I loved her, and the memories that become a haze,
I hate myself for wanting her, the feelings should have gone away,
But there is nothing bad in remembering the times, and wanting them to stay,
I’ll hold onto hope as much as I can, just praying its not just me,
To wake up and to see your face, just the way its meant to be.
I’ve changed so much and lost my way, but its not all that sad,
I’ve learnt so much, coped so well, not everything has been that bad,
I dream of you almost every day, its the waking that I hate,
If I had only one word to say, its a simple one, its really just to “wait”
By Lee Doyle
The Works: Every Kind of Poem You Will Ever Need for the Literacy Hour
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Blinded Memories - Poem
Face strong, mind weak, no one to hear, nothing to speak,
The ones that have left me, thinking of themselves,
Now pointing the gun at me, no more empty shells,
Ill be standing at the end, and rub the lies in your faces,
Your all to blame, and you’ve all made your choices,
I remember the day, the day it all started,
Disbelief in her voice, she begged and she pleaded,
She loved me so well, she loved and she needed,
Now its all gone to hell, and now she’s deserted,
Now she turns to daemon, the one that she hated,
Conspiring against me, being used and being blinded,
The one that I knew, I hope is still there,
So be careful who you trust, and know ill always care,
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