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Dear...,
I don't understand where you get off thinking that it's okay to say the things you say to me. You make fun of me and basically call me worthless on a daily basis. Sorry, I finished high school, and have 2 years of college under my belt, and that I have plans for my life. I don't see any ground for making fun of me for going to college. As a parent you should be supportive. You do nothing but put me down and talk crap about me. The things that come out of your mouth should never be uttered to your child let alone another human. I used to listen to what you said, and dwell on it, it used to affect me, now I understand that you must have problems of your own for you to be able to act the way you do towards me. It's a good thing that I have grown up, and learned that you are ill mentally even though you fail to recognize it. Tonight alone you have said things that should hurt me and my self-esteem, but I don't care about you as a person. In my eyes, you are simply a being that has no attachment to me. I find it utterly unacceptable to call your child a faggot, ugly, fat, worthless, pathetic, and a plethora of other things

I absolutely cannot wait until I'm done with you and don't have to deal with you. You treat me like I'm garbage, and I might would understand if I was acting like a loser, but I'm not. I go to school, have a perfect G.P.A., I bought my own car, t.v., computer, cell phone, and clothes. You don't do anything to help me or yourself. You act like you're so high and mighty, but look where you are at in life. You're 45 with no job, you are a drop out (at least you did manage to get a G.E.D.) you have no friends, and you're a completely unlikable person. Keep on making fun of me if that's what helps you sleep at night, but realize that you will not be claimed as blood to me, because I don't need your toxicity in my life. You are a toxic parasite that needs to realize that they are in the wrong.


End Rant.

Karl.