Fuck you. You made my life hell. I will never forgive you for the stuff you have done. I know more then any of the family think. I’m smarter then you think. You have told me I’m stupid and mentally disabled because I have anxiety and honestly that’s fine. It shows how little you know about my life, you will know less in the future. When I have children, and get married, and have my first house, moving to another country.

Most importantly I’m going to achieve. I’m going to succeed. I’m going to be happy. I’m going to support and care for my family. And I’m going to do all of it without you. I don’t need you intoxicated, abusive, drugged life you live.

Dear my ‘father’, I don’t need you.