A few years ago (aged 25ish) I was told that the man I thought was my Dad, may not be... I more or less dismissed this as wishful thinking on my Mums part (long story short, he's a pretty shitty "Dad"), but never forgot what was said.
9 months ago, I was poking around Facebook stalking people (as you do) and came across the man Mum had claimed could be my Biological Father and let's just say it was pretty clear he was!!
Anyway, cut to now... We have been in contact (messenger) for a few months, his family now know about me and we are due to meet in a few days... It's what I've wanted since I first saw his photograph, but now I am freaking OUT!!! I can't think about much else, I'm worrying about what I'll say, what I'll wear (pathetic I know) what I'll eat, drink, whether he'll be disappointed, whether we'll like one another... The list goes on! Everyone else is just pleased/excited for me. Why can't I just be excited? Why am I obsessing so much?
Any experiences / advice appreciated. I have a few more days to get through and I'd really like to have not chewed all the way through my cheek by then!!