i want you to feel my pain. sometimes i think of ending my life so maybe, just maybe, you would finally take my struggles seriously after it’s too late and you could be irreversibly damaged in the same way you have to me for my entire life. but i will not. i have to live. i have to live i can finally rejoice when you depart from my life. only then will i be free. i do not care if you combined your genes to create me, you are not my family and the gift of life has long been sullied by your own filthy hands. if you felt a fraction of the pain you have inflicted on me you would be unable to stand it. i want you to feel it as deeply as i have all these years. i hate you. i hate you.