Asshole,
I fucking hate you. What the actual FUCK? You left me. You stopped loving mom, so you left me. Why? What did I do? Did you stop loving me too? Maybe I understand now. Did you stop feeling loved? Is that why you turned to alcohol? Did you stop feeling important? Did you start feeling worthless? And useless? And angry at the world?
I hate that I might understand, but here I am, drunk beyond belief and writing to you about your wonderful asshattery. You should be the fucking mad fucking hatter. How the hell did you spend every single day like this? It's an awful feeling. I'm past that warmth that chills through you after the first couple drinks to this awful thing happening with my vision. I don't know, it hurts. My eyes hurt. Does that even make sense? My eyes, they hurt.....a lot. And everything looks like its moving, the lights are fucking with me. I don't feel better, I feel worse. This is what you destroyed your family for?
You're a fucking asshat,
Aiden
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Cerita PendekBook 2 in the Unafraid series. Aiden is a boy growing up in a small town with his best friend and next door neighbor Olivia. As he grows up he writes letters to his alcoholic and absent father as a way to cope, but he never actually sends them.
