I am writing this letter because I have finally come to terms with everything. I am finally able to let go and forgive you. Holding on to the hate and the torment you have caused my family… it has killed me. I am ready to let it go and forgive you.
I know I need to let you know in person, instead of sending this letter to a website, but I am not at that point yet. I am honestly still terrified of you. I know you have changed and you are trying to get your life back on track, but it is hard to erase the memories. The memories still make me cry; they still keep me up at night.
The only reason I was forced to forgive you is because, after years of absence from my life, you randomly started trying to talk to me again, and I have nothing really to say to you. Except this. But I can not say it to your face. Not just yet.
One of the Children you left behind