Dear (biological) Dad,
I hope that everyday you think about me, your only daughter, and you hate yourself for what you did to me. I hope that you look in the mirror, and are disgusted at the person looking back at you.
I thought, no - I knew you hung the moon. You could do anything, and you were my rock, my center, my life, and.... my Daddy.
I held on for years wondering what I could do better. I got better grades, played better at all of the sports I was in - just to get you to notice me again, and for once put me before the many women that came in and out of our house. I was good for the, 'Yea, I am a single Dad line,' and not much else after that.
I cried myself to sleep at night wondering what I did wrong, and wanting to understand what I could do differently to fix whatever I had done. I was made to feel like I screwed everything up.
I will never forget the day that you let me go. You called my Mother saying that I was ruining your marriage with Sandy.
I still defended you, and blindly loved you for years after that. It was well into my adult years when I realized what you did to me. To this day you try and make excuses for your behavior, and nothing ever rings with any blame on you.
It was everyone else.
I was your daughter - your only child. Nothing, NOTHING should ever come between that.
You have ruined a part of me that will never be healed.
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