I’m officially done fighting with my father.
I had this speech over and over, in my head and out. People keep finding excuses for a man that’s more than 50 years old and has not one, not two, but four children.
The others don’t mind, don’t complain or don’t care. Me, I can’t take this anymore.
I can’t let him influence my life anymore.i can’t let him ruin me and make bitter to dissolution.
I am not about that life anymore.
And if we have to come down to hands, feet and verbal assault, I don’t care, it has to end.
Lord, I’m sorry. I know it’s a sin to go against the one you put us with as parents. I hope you’ll have mercy on my soul because I won’t change my mind.
I will not back down from this confrontation and I will not turn my back on my own desperate cry for help that’s been fading hopelessly inside of me. This is over and I couldn’t care less if the rest of my family supports me or not.