Dear the man I’m ashamed to call my father

3 Jan

To the man I’m ashamed to call my father,
I hate you.
I’ve never known what it’s actually felt like to hate someone, but now I do. I hate you so much. But you deserve it.
You sick pig, you know what you did. I don’t really know how you’ve affected everyone else, but I’m depressed. On top of everything else that’s going on in my life, this just put it all way over the edge. Now I have so much hurt and hate and sadness all bottled up inside. I know it’s bad, but who am I going to talk to? This won’t end well. But maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe now you’ll feel guilty for all the crap you’ve done.
Probably not.
Talk to you never.

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