Dear Dad,
I should have opened my letter by dear and state your name, or perhaps Dear Man. For Dad is a title earned not just given.
Anyway, dear dad, I know you think that I am some let down mistake that held you back from your life. You never had to tell me, your hands showed me. You drained the yellow from the sun and the green from the grass. You stole the color from my skin and left a porcelain shell of a child, you took black and white and only made grey. You took my smile and threw it away.
I know that you look at me like I was an inconvenience to your life and that you would have been happier not having me around. I know that you will never be proud or content with my existence, and I'm slowly learning to be okay with that.
For you see, those bruises you left...
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I guess being a step-dad is super difficult. not that i have any idea what it is like, but i'm sure it shakes up your life a bit when instead of a typical romance you get a package deal. I know it is super typical for a child to have an evil- step parent because i guess nobody wants their biological parent to be replaced. All the fairytales and stories teach us to loathe step-parents, never treat them like actual parents and defy their authority. In the beginning i definitely wanted to follow this trend. But i guess you dont realise the true wonder of a step-dad or mom until you stop. stop thinking of them as an extension to your family and start thinking of yourself as an extension to their love story. You didnt choose me. but i came along anyway. And yet here i am. Living in your house...
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When I was a child, like many other children, I learned that drugs are wrong. They are not something to be played with. They ruin lives. That notion has stuck with me, unwavering, in my 16 years of life. I know that belief is embedded in my mind. My problem lies within the fact that the person who placed it there turned out to be a drug addict herself. How can the same person who taught me that drugs are wrong, be my own personal example of the impact drugs can have on your life? And more than that, how can you love drugs so much, that they become more important than your own children? You tell me I don’t understand, that you are “sick”, that you can’t control it.
I DON’T understand. I never will understand. And the thing that I understand the least is that the person who I’m supposed...
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Dear bob,
I don't know how to even start this letter, you left a couple months ago for the 7th time, you have been getting into trouble since I was four and you were twelve. and every time you get out I keep letting that little seed of hope grow and it keeps telling me this times different and hes going to do good now but it never happens and you always go back. I'm now 16 and you are 23, you have missed some of the most important things to happen in my life, you missed my first high school dance, my first boyfriend and over 7 years of birthdays, Christmases and Easters. and every time I write you I feel bad for not telling you how things really are but I know your going through a lot right now and you don't need to hear about the bad things and so I continue sending...
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Dear dad your little girl is all grown up now just typing that makes a few years come out of my eyes, because I know how much you wanted me to stop growing. I just wanted to let you know I'm so thankful for you and I understand you so much more now. Your little girl is now an airman and I now know why you most of the time said no we couldn't have money unless we needed it, because I now understand that the bills have to get paid.
I understand how hard it is to have everything financially fall on your shoulders. I understand why you weren't at every birthday and just mom was but I know that you were behind the scenes playing a big roll in them and that you wish you were there. I know because this year will be the first year that I work on coltons birthday and the third year that I...
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You are NOT a victim, as you pretend to be. You put yourself in that situation by witholding information pertinent to the family. How would you like it, if we didn't tell you that your Dad was dying? Let alone the TRUE nature of it. If your grandmother had been hospitalized SINCE SUNDAY, and YOU call me at midnight,3 days later, wake me up to tell me that my mother had a HEART ATTACK AND a Stroke, she will NOT be going back home, and withold the rest of the information, leaving me to wonder for 31 hours what is going on? Then YOU YOURSELF are responsible for the outcome of events. You Withheld the information..NOT US! And WE DO have a right to KNOW about OUR MOTHER at any time.
You passed on a text to your Dad a year ago stating that your grandmother had LIVER cancer and her...
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To the father that loved partying more than his child
I feel sorry for you. I feel sorry that you like drugs and partying more than you love your child, I feel sorry that you have missed her first smile, her first laugh, I feel sorry that she doesn't cry for you attention, I feel sorry that you will miss many other things her life, I feel sorry that you can't be the father she needs. I feel sorry that when she's older she's going to hate you. I feel sorry that she deserves better than someone like you. The thing is that one day she will have a father figure in her life.
She will have some other man whom she calls when she's in trouble or when she needs to feel love. You won't be the person she depends and I feel sorry for that too. I feel sorry that when the party is over and you...
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I am 44 years old, yet I have learned more about life in the last 10 years then I did in the first 34. I have felt loss, grief, happiness, unconditional love, helplessness, and realized that I cannot control everything.
I cannot control everything that happens in my life or the people I love most. My happiness is not controlled by anything that happens but rather the way I choose to react to those things.
To my husband, you have showed me that love does not need to be earned. You have stuck by me in some of the hardest times of my life.
When my daddy was dying you made a promise to be my rock, to take care of his little girl. The words I will never forget you telling him on his death bed were “Don, I have some big shoes to fill but I will take care of your little girl, just like you...
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I am so concerned about you.
As I have grown older I have opened my eyes to a lot of things that I thought were so innocent before. The countless hours of sleeping, the countless hours staying awake, the constant "baths" with all your friends at once.. it all adds up now..
When I was young I literally got away with everything when I was with you, did not want to go to school? Who cares. Failing? Who cares. Not you. You never did. All you cared about was the next time you were going to get fucked up.
I would go days without showering because what kid likes to shower, right? I would wear dirty clothes because nothing of mine was ever washed. I would be dropped off at friends houses for a week at a time so you could go be with your friends.. without some stupid little kid around...
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To start with, this is not a letter to in any way insult you or make you angry. I have spent many hours thinking of how I can somehow have this conversation with you. There never seems to be a time or easy way to bring these things up. I decided to write this and hope that somehow it would get to you and you would understand.
Our children have been through many things at such a young age. If I could change anything it would be the endless court battles and the fact that we could not co-parent to make their lives as normal as possible. I would have had birthday celebrations and Christmas dinners where they could have both of us there. We can’t change the past. We can’t go back and fix the damage that was done to our children by feeling as if they had to choose one parent over the other...
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