To My Step-Father
Dear Brad,
I just wanted to thank you…
thank you for being my step-dad, my guardian, and my protector.
These are words I wish I could say to you.
But this isn’t a thank you letter.
I wish I could hear that your proud of me.
I wish you cared.
I wish you didn’t hit me.
But most of all I wish you understood.
I wish you understood how much you hurt me.
Not just physically, but mentally.
Because of you I believe that I’m not good enough,
And that everything I do is wrong.
Because of you I hide my emotions,
Because to you being emotional is being weak.
Because of you I believe I’m not good enough to be here.
I think this because I am weak,
I am fraile,
I am small,
And I am broken.
But once you left
I became strong
I now believe that I am good enough to keep going
And I believe that I am not worthless
So I guess this is a thank you letter
Thank you for breaking me.
Thank you for making me feel like garbage.
But most of all thank you for making me realize my worth.
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