Mom&Dad,
First I’d like to thank you for everything, including fucking up my life completely. Sure, I’m greatful I have both a mom and a dad that “love” me and “care” about me, but there’s a side to you people don’t see. I give you both credit - you’re not as dumb as you seem. You know how to be friendly when people are around.
Mom, I love you to death. You’re my mom for Christ’s sake. You brought me into this world, nearly died having me, and did anything you thought would make my life better, but during all of this you became distant. By the time I was 12, I began to hate you, not for what you did, but how you did it. I never wanted us to be like this, not being able to stay in the same room longer than 10 minutes without a arguement taking over the room and things being said that should have never been thought of. I’d do anything to take back all of the times I have hurt you.
Dad, you on the other hand, is a completely different story. Yes, I love you, you’re my dad, but unlike most dads, you weren’t around when I grew up, you were always out drinking. I was too young to notice at first, but the bottle is obviously more important than your only child. Yes, I’m glad you’re in my life now, and I can only hope it’ll stay that way.
I’m not going to blame either of you for the choices I’ve made, good or bad, but you both have a huge role in them. The good choices were to improve my life, they gave me something to look foward to in llife. The bad on the other hand, got me through those times I had no one by my side.
This letter might be harsh, but it’s the truth. I’m fucked for life, thank you.
Deep inside I do love you, I always will. Even though you never apologized, this is my way of dropping things, moving on in life, and becoming someone you will eventually be proud of.
-Keighty.
