Listen Dad.
I am no longer your little girl, your daughter.
I am your son now.
I've always been.
It just took me a while to come out.
Dear Father, I hope you are always sincerely well.. You were absent.
I never felt comfortable around you.
You weren't ever understood about your kids.
You yelled, you were always angry.
You never really helped with homework.
You have had three kids.
One eldest son, who is Gay.
Your second eldest died by mental health, in 2019 at 22.
And me, your youngest, came out in 2017, at 17- almost 18, as a Transman and Gay.
I'm not sorry for our faults.
Or your losses.
You have 1 Grandchild from your Second born.
But you refuse to raise them with our mother.
I'm so upset how you've been such an absent father.
You didn't realize things.
You thought mom should only deal with it.
You thought mom was always to blame.
Why is it like I'm in a web, a web of lies and cheats.
How did you expect things to unfortunately unfold?!
You left it all up to our mother.
You eloped multiple times.
You cheated.
You went out drinking with people that wasn't mom.
You caused us pain.
Heartache.
I don't want to hear your apologies.
You think you can fix things now since we're adults.
But you had our whole lives.
Our whole youthhood.
You had enough time.
To fix things.
Now I'm an immature, shy, introverted, cowardly, unnoticed, forgotten, mixture of emotions, unhealthy, unloved, complicated, insecure adult.
Cuz I lack the life skills I should of been given.
I'm not social much.
I barely have a hold on my life.
You come and go.
You stole money for my siblings headstone, now they're an unmarked grave.
I'm pity on you.. Yet I still see you.
But I feel uncomfortable around you.
I never felt loved or love at you since I was 4 to now, 25.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, I guess, Dad.
You lost two kids, almost losing all.
I'm sorry for the inconvenience.
Love, Archie.
© TraumatizedEEL