I hate Father’s Day

I hate every Father’s Day being forced by my mom to wish my step dad a happy Day. She didn’t believe me when I finally told about him abusing me and is constantly telling me to tell him “I love you” or care about his feelings and all kinds of stuff. Because everyone in my family now treats him like a sensitive victim for what he’s gone through. I hate him for doing this to me. I don’t understand how he can even live with himself making me live like this. I don’t understand how he can even lie to my face when he knows I know what he’s done to me all my life. I could never lie to someone’s face when they know the truth. He’s garbage and so is my family. I have no fathers and I wish my family would accept that I’m not going to suddenly wake up one day and say I lied for years about him hurting me. It’s the damn truth.