Dear...
Dear Dad,
I'm not sure if you can even be called that at this point, because you left. You were up and gone before I could even realize what was happening. You slept with other women and forgot about the woman who gave you two beautiful, smart, and sweet children. I don't know if you remember, but you missed my fourth birthday party for 'work business', turns out it was so you could go cheat on my mother in Thailand and party. Which means you haven't showed up to any of my birthdays since I was three years old, which means you have missed eleven years full of birthdays, Christmas', Easters', Summer Vacation's, Thanksgivings', and first days of school, in fact you missed me and my sisters first day of school. After you left you reentered the military, and began the search for another wife I suppose. And you found another wife, who had four kids. Now I am positive you don't know this but after years of not thinking about you, some kid brought up the fact that I don't have a dad and I began obsessively searching for you. I, of course being the social media stalker I am, found you, and your wife, and your new daughters. Funny enough, I share the same name as one of them. Which got me thinking, everytime you saw her, called her name, did you even think about me? Did you think about that little sweet girl you abandoned at the tender age of 4? I doubt it, because you sir, are a coward. You're a lying, manipulative coward, and I? Don't hate you, because you aren't worth me hating, you don't have any rights to my life, my heart, my thoughts, nothing. I am done with thinking about you, and I hope you enjoy the rest of your life.
Sincerly, K.T.
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