At this point you dont know your son and you refuse to. Youre so stuck in the past and holding so desperately to the idea of him as a 13 year old boy full of angst and hate that you refuse to treat him with any ddiginity or respect a man at the age of 28 deserves. You blame me and say im the reason he hates you and yes you are right. Im fully the reason he loathes you. When i came into the picture you encouraged every bad choice he could possibly make and at times forced him to make those choicee for your own benefit. Telling him not to get a job so he would stay home and chain smoke with you and collect money off welfare. Making fun of him if he tried to do literally anything to better himself. Telling him he looked like a faggot with his New hair cut or when he got ready for the gym. At every turn you crushed his dreams if it meant he would be better then you. Yet you think i made him hate you by whispering poison in his ear? No. I encourage him at every turn. I praise him and build him up and never tear him down. I listen to his opinions and his thoughts and ideas with genuine interest. I bought him to sunday dinners with my family and watched as my mom immediately hugged him and fed him (unlike you who starved him for years and had him dig through dumpsters for food as you got high with whatever random druggie you picked up) i watched my nieces climb all over him begging him to play and declaring he was their uncle. I watched as my mother put her arms around him and hold him when he flinched whenever someone said his name or how he barely spoke above a whisper. Or how before the meal was eeven half way done he was already invited to next sundays meal and to the lake for the weekend. I watched as he barely put any food on his plate but yet inhaled it in moments like he had never eaten and the pure look of embarrassment on his face when everyone suddenly became quiet only to have my mother immediately shovel almost two over flowing plates in front of him and told him we dont like shy eaters in this ffamily and for the last 6 years she always makes sure his plate is fully loaded until she is sure he is fed. I got to watch as everyone hugged him goodbye at the end of the night and get told that hes a keeper. Over the last 6 years i got to watch him grow into this confident absoultely extraordinary man who is so sure in himself and what he wants. I got to stand with him on our wedding day and watch him cry realizing that absoultely none of you showed up but my family no i meam OUR family filled both sides because in their eyes and souls he was family long before any vows. And that same day i looked into those beautiful blue eyes that once looked so broken and i promised him he would never go hungry, he would never feel alone. That i may not be able to promise he would never know pain or heartbreak again but He would never have to face it by himself. That we would continue to grow. And then i watched as my family all rose and said we vow to love you and accept you. We vow to always welcome you with open arms and unconditional love. We promise to always be your family. Your son is no longer your son. He is a stranger. And now hes going to be a father. He is going to have two beautiful little boys and he will love them and cherish them and he will always remember the pain you caused and because of that he will be the best father. Because he will be better then you. Your son has a family and we are constantly replacing the bad experiences you have left him with until you are no more then a distant memory. So we will continue to make sure you dont have any contact with us and that you never see your grandchildren. You werent a good parent or person and it ends with you.