• not my father

    by  • September 5, 2010 • Anger, Disappointment, Family Stuff, Lost Love, Parents • 0 Comments

    I dont know why you call and talk as if we are best friends. I don’t understand how you can promise me things over and over again when you have yet, in my 22 years of living, to ever follow through on one. You will not be walking me down the aisle in August. I don’t really even want you involved with the wedding. Why should you be? You haven’t been involved with me. You don’t know me. You don’t know my sister. We are both strangers to you. You chose to move away from us and to cheat on my mom and to leave us all for another woman and drugs. We have never been the focus of your life and never will be. Stop pretending like you’re our father. A father knows their children. A father would be helping me plan my wedding not asking me questions a stranger would. That’s all you are to me. A stranger who does nothing but ccomplicate my life and add stress to my already hectic schedule. Just stop. Stop pretending so we can all go on with what’s most important to ourselves.

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