Dear dad,

I wish you would just accept me.

I may not be your daughter, but I am your child.

Yes I'm pansexual, and gay as hell too.

Its not a sin, curse, or abomination.

Its found in at least 20 animals scientifically.

Yeah, I messed up.

I yelled and argued, but it was the only way I could get you to hear me.

I felt like you never listened, never giving me a chance, always calling me a liar.

You always said that family is one of the most important things.

I tried and tried to forgive you for making fun of me.

What I believe in.

Who I secretly am.

I loved you, I hoped you would care enough to say: Let's spend time together. The two of us.

You never did.

I grew older, and our relationship grew weaker and farther apart.

I wanted to please you, make you proud, and happy.

But you compared me to my mom for my thinking.

You didn't want to deal with me, "If I made a big mistake."

You sit in your room most of the day. I get you have feelings. its hard with societies stereotypes.

Its views on masculinity and feelings.

But I worked so hard to please you, that I broke.

I forgot about me.

Yet you told me when I wanted to die, I was holding tears wanting to cry.

"It must be Satan, you have no reason too feel this way" you said.

I was broken, even more. All because of those words.

My sister was always "perfect".

You gave her more love, and me, more hate.

You said, " love your family, be nice yo them,"

Yet you hardly did what you said.

I just wanted time with you.

But you made me hate you.

No longer call you dad.

Because I don't need this behavior in my life.

I'm sorry for everything.

But I'm not sorry for my decisions.

I'm not sorry for being:

Agender

Pansexual

Grey-romantic

Atheist

Independent

Who I am

Proud

If I were to let you pull me down. I wouldn't be here.

I won't let you do it anymore...

I'm not sorry, that I made my decisions.

I'm sorry.... You couldn't accept them.

Signed,

Your eldest child