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Last night you told me you wanted me out of the house.
You hated me and yelled at me.
I was the punching bag for the entire family. Verbally at least.
Was it because you didn't want to hurt me?
You already did that.
Maybe it was because you wanted no evidence of all my scars.
When you found out I was suicidal, you yelled.
You told me your reputation was ruined. That I just threw my whole life away.
I hated you.
And the feeling seemed mutual.
I lay on my cousins floor, typing this out.
I moved out. Just like you wanted me to.
Mom cried. Dad tried to keep his cool. My sister asked me why.
I felt nothing for mom. She told me if I leave, I can't come back.
Dad was the one that said if I can't respect him, I could leave.
My sister did nothing. I wish she didn't have to go through that. But it was the best for everyone. No more nightly fights.
No more pain.
Thought why am I sad?
You are my parents, and it pains me it had to come to this.
Mom... I..... Hope you have a good life.
Dad.... Good luck.
Sister... I love you so much. Bye.