Dear Dad..

Its been months since I last spoke with you. Last time we saw each other it was May, and well just say we left it off bad. Some days I do miss you, but then I just think back to how stressed you got me. It just feels weird now to even talk to you. I feel nothing between us now. Im just so used to you being gone.

You feel like a stranger to me, but one with a past. I swear I could talk to a complete stranger better then I can with you. Sad part is, its true. I dont even know where to start or how to talk to you.

I know you miss me, but you still dont understand how badly you hurt me. Or fucked me up. Cant see why I do all the drugs and drank my life away? You cant see that your the reason I did all that? Even if you do see it, you cant take the blame. How do I explane it in a nice way? Without hurting you as much as you hurt me.

Even though you killed me in a way, your still my dad. But never think I was daddys little girl. I've been left alone for so long, Im scared cause of you. Its your fault, stop blaming others.