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My Dad Is a Sugar Daddy

A Rising Trend in America

By Layla DaniellePublished 6 years ago 3 min read
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You may hear many of your friends joke about their bills and say, "I just wish I had a sugar daddy to pay for all of this," but you may never think about your father being a sugar daddy. My father has always been a man who wore many hats. As a child, he was a construction worker, a bartender, an artist, a carpenter, and an all-around rock star. Many times late at night I would hear the sounds of Van Halen's eruption wailing from his closed bedroom. My mother and father had me and my brother very young, and they would often joke to people about how we "grew up together." My Mother passed when I was 19, and my father was already in his second marriage. It wasn't long after that he was quickly in his third marriage. Upon the loss of his 3rd wife, that's when the younger women started coming in by the boat-load. It's a bit strange to be 26 years old and shaking the hand of a 22-year-old who is dating your father. Should they say yes ma'am to me or vice versa? I was a bit angry and confused at the time as I was drowning in student loan debt and heard the phrase, "You're 26. These are your bills," being muttered when I asked for assistance, yet I would see the young girls being adorned with Chanel ball gowns for the fancy events that they attended here in New Orleans.

I started to become a little angry. I did what any confused 20 something year old girl would do: I applied for my own Sugar Daddy. After hearing about Sugardaddy.com, I created an account. I started browsing through the girls that were up there and realized immediately that I had some stiff competition. The girls were beautiful and had wonderful breast implants to match their perfect complexions and hair. Finally, after a couple of weeks, I had my match. He was a 75-year-old lawyer living off of the bayou of Louisiana and was set on taking me to some place called Coquettes. I didn't know where that was, but I assumed it was fancy and had delicious food, and as someone who knows the ramen diet all too well: I politely accepted. The day of the date, I received a text. "What are you wearing tonight? Is it sexy enough to bag a third?" I thought to myself that I had heard this terminology before, but he didn't mean a third date or third course: He meant a third partner. I then looked up Coquette's and saw the term "Swinger's Club" proudly displayed under the name. I canceled my date immediately and became very scared. The news soon came that my father had settled down with one of his young girlfriends and they were planning on having a baby. This was even crazier news for me because I had just become accustomed to seeing my friends get married and have babies myself. "I'm.... happy for you," I said trying to be convincing.

Inside, it felt very weird. What would the child do if my father's health failed? How would it feel for me to be now 28 and have a baby sibling? For a while, I carried around a great deal of resentment and anger until I realized that this was just another normal couple in New Orleans settling down and building a family. I finally realized that no matter what you are struggling with whether it be loss, financial struggle, or transitions: you can always start again. For now, I'll have to get used to being a sister that will assume the role of a quasi-aunt and although I see the sugar going to a newer model of a family instead of my hefty student loans: it's a chance for a new human to experience something better.

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