Last Piece Of The Puzzle

For 8 years I had never seen my father, and before that one day, years ago, I saw him maybe 3 times. When I met him last summer I had this stupid idèa that, I would find myself. That somehow, that would be tha last pice of the puzzle. I still don't know him, but I don't think that is my problem. "That doesn't come from finding your father, that comes from finding yourself". Still working on that part, but still.
I guess this is kind of saying to other people out there that, you are responsible of yourself. For many years it was easy to blame my Biologocal-father for...me...
My problems never evaporated the way I imagened for a second, but it helped my understand that It doesn't matter where I come from or anything like that to find myself.
The last piece of the puzzle is in me somewhere, the problem now is..where?