Dear Dad,
I did what i was suppose to. i gew up fast when you needed me. I lost friends and family when you needed me to move again and again. I passed every grade. I didn't hangout with friends and get in trouble all the time. i stood by you and stuck up for you even when you abandoned, hurt,and abused me. i delt with the mental, physical, and emotional abuse because at the end of the day we were all we had. you needed money? i gave you every last penny i had. cuts and scars mark my skin to release the pain i felt and feel. social workers questioned me about the bruises and the living conditions i cover it up and say everythings fine. When i finally went down the dark path i gave no fucks. popping pills, getting into trouble, smoking pot, drinking and anything else that's a parents worse nightmare. I joined the military and still didn't straighten out. i got a job and helped pay bills but still wasn't straightening out. I fought with you all the time. verbally abused you ad much as you did me. craving the touch of a blade across my skin aching for the end yet i stayed. had the opportunity to move out and yet I stayed. Now here we are 2 & 1/2 weeks away from me leaving for six months of basic training and ait and I'm not ready. I don't want to go. i don't want to leave you alone valnurable to the world. I am your punching bag. And I love you so much yet Hate you so much.
Love, your worthless daughter
