Dad, i used to be your little girl. I was always with you and loved you the most, i looked up to you more than anyone, until you stopped loving me…or so it seems. You stopped coming to see me, never came to my games, concerts or anything even when you promised. you left me,
Read more →Dear Daddy, Well, March 23rd will be 6 months. This has been the worst 6 months of my life. I miss you so fucking much, and I’d do absolutely anything to get you back. I regret every nasty word I said to you while you were here with me. I regret ever lying to you.
Read more →hey dad, I’ve been wanting to say this a long time but i didn’t, worried that i would lose you again, that you would flit out of my life again for another 5 years. But now i know why u left those times, and it’s bloody obvious, u haven’t got any balls, Stand up for
Read more →Dear Dad, I hate the fact that every inch of me hates you. I feel so bad when I look into your great blue eyes. Every time you insult me and tell me to shut up it hurts more than you could ever know. I hate knowing that sometimes you look down on me as
Read more →Dear Dad, I don’t think I can ever make you happy. I have been trying my hardest to be what you want me to be, but I never seem to be good enough for you. You obviously seem perfectly content with your new family and don’t care that you abandoned the people that needed you
Read more →Hey “best friend,” How are you? I wouldn’t know, you see. Because I haven’t talked to you other than the “hey” and hug routine we do every once in a while. I even saw you at the fair Friday, and you just smiled and kept walking. You don’t even like half the people you were
Read more →I never wanted to go on vacation with you. I was going to stay home and work to save money so I can get a car. Trust me, I am working on moving out and as soon as I do, you will never have to “deal” with me again. You asked me why I don’t
Read more →Dear Dad, I know that you notice that we don’t talk anymore, that I ask for mom when I call on the phone. My visits from college have grown farther and farther apart, and when I do come home I’m never around or sequestered in my room. I’m sorry, but I can’t watch you keep
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