Dear Dad
Thanks for not participating in my life.
Thanks for not being there for my School days, sports days, play rehearsals, scraped knees, heartache, and troubles.
Thanks for being in the same city, country etc, but never offering me your time or emotional support.
Thanks for treating my mother like shit when you went off with another woman ( after sleeping with umpteen others during your marriage), and making sure that my mother is now penniless and you are more wealthy than you could ever imagine.
Thanks for introducing me to your mistresses, even when you were married to my mother, and making no effofrt to hide your adultery.
Thanks for not trying to spend any family holidays with me, and only seeing me when my kids are around.
Thanks for being the cold, shallow, spineless individual I grew up to hate.
Thanks for making me more and more angry as the years went on.
Thanks for being more and more distant as the years went on, and not trying anything to actually be a father.
Thanks for not trying with her, or with me.
You are the man that has money. That 'pays' family to be loyal and to shut up and say the right thing.
You control the family with money.
You control the houses, the schools and the livelihoods.
You simply spout out what your wife wants you to say to family, so they do it.
You have no spine to make your own decisions.
You have no guts to stand up to her.
Perhaps you don't actually want it.
perhaps you actually like it this way, being a coward suits you.
Perhas you don't give a fuck either way, as long as you get you fucks.
I hope it's worth it.
Will you die fulfilled? Happy?
You'll certainly die rich, but you'll still be a coward in my eyes.
I hate you.
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