Dad, you’ve been through so much with me.
The thought of you dying one day, kills me on the inside.
You didn’t show that you cared until I learned how to survive without YOU.
You taught me how to parent because you sucked so much.
It’s hard to love my dad, but I still do.
Even though I have to hold back tears when I see fathers like this with their daughters in public.
Because I wish he would have been more like this.
Since I was little I always felt alone.
I always thought dad loved his job more than me (now I know he was busy cheating on mom to come home early).
I watched my daddy kill himself with pain pills and alcohol and didn’t do anything to stop it…. because I was addicted too.
I told my dad I HATE him and I have blanked him out of my life.
When really I LOVE him more than any of my family who are BETTER to me than he ever was.
he was the most important thing to me.
I’m ashamed of myself because I keep wishing it was my mom instead.