Dear Dad
I hope you are well and the years have been kinder to you than they have been to me. Only because I couldn't wish ill on one of my parents, despite how devoid of common sense they are.
Your actions have been one of absolute heathenry, you put your new wife before your first child. You put your new child before your first, did you not say I brought light to your life? Your recent actions belied everything, yet I still stood by you when the world came crashing down on you for your life of poor decisions. To thank me you condemned me to slavery, you condemned me to scraping a life from scrap around me, the remnants from the great crash, the great fall from grace. Everyday is the same, little sustenance for my mind and my life. The people in my life as wonderful as they are cannot fix something so beautifully broken, I commend them for trying, God knows they have pushed themselves to the limit. But when it should have been you, my father, to ride in an rescue his progeny from the shit and dirt, to clean and nurse me back to health. But no I still sit here, far away from anyone who has loved me, known me anyone who truly cared for me. You promised me the world and then spat in my face, again and again.
What hurts the most is that my spirit has not broken, at least not fully, and so I would still take you back if you would but own up and be a man and claim your child. Claim me before it is too late. Before all I have for you is resentment and detest. Before you rob my future children of a loving grandfather. The loving and caring man you once were, who is in there deep inside.
I am strong I have learnt to be very strong, but the price has been steep very steep indeed. Those around me see the strong charismatic well spoken good looking me. They don't see me breaking inside. They don't see how how a little set back for others is train wreck for me.
Your still loving child,
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