I’m not sorry for what I’m gonna say, dad, but honestly, there’s no surprise to anyone that I turned out this way. Sure, you were always there and gave me money when I needed it but you always tore me down with what you’d say. I know you regret it but that won’t undo the years of pain and my new behavior. You wanted a good successful daughter but, boom *****, the plan backfired, and you got a failure. The games, the screams, the broken stuff, whispering **** under our breath. Never say sorry, you buy me new ****, I forgive but never forget. What was the reason for you to make me upset? You had already decided and you had your mind set. Every time I ask for help, you always have to try. You only wanna see if you can once again make me cry