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Hi. Um, I don't know how to start, but, let's just say that I'm an average HL fan, with a not so average home life. Things have been crappy to say the least. I was just hoping to get some feedback from the community about a letter I just wrote to my dad, but am afraid to give to him. Should I hand it to him and walk off, or stand while he reads it? I know this is pathetic, turning to the HL community for support, but I have no one right now.
Anyway, here is the letter.
Dad,
I’m writing this because I suppose that sometimes I’m not so good at talking. First and foremost I want you to know that I love you as my father, and I always will. No matter what happens to this family I love you, and I know you have done what you can to be a good father, and you have been a great father, evidence is in me. I love mom the same, yet I really do think something is wrong with her, whether it be depression or something else. Still, you two have done an amazing job raising me. But things have turned for the worse, obviously. I really hate what has happened to our family, and I have no idea how to fix it. I know it’s wrong to say it’s your place to fix it, but I know that I can’t. It may be true that you can’t either. I also don’t mean to disrespect you, and I know I have on several occasions, which were my mistakes, and I apologize for that. But you tell me you can forgive and forget and so I ask you to. Every time I threw a curse word at you it was because I was mad and fed up with it all. When I called you a “wuss” it was because I was mad and fed up -- it was just a low blow that was meant to hurt you, and I know it did, yet I am sorry. I shouldn’t lose my control so quickly and resort to weak words -- but I do have some of mom in me, after all, she is my mother, so I guess I blow up sometimes too, just like she does, but not to such an extreme degree. I know you think little of me. I know that as a son, I have so far disappointed you for acting the way I have. I should be stronger than this. But I swear it is just the situation that I’m in. Being a teenager is not easy, as I’m sure you know. I’m dealing with a lot of things other than this broken family. This situation has compounded and brought out the worst in me, and I’m sorry for that. I really am not prepared to deal with the stress, hate, and depression that I am surrounded with every day of my life for the past year or so. If I have made this problem worse with mom and you and the family, I’m very sorry, believe me when I say I did not and do not mean to. I just want to be happy. I want you and mom to be happy and proud of me. I want to have a good life -- but it’s hard to see light at the end of a tunnel as long and dark as this one. Again, I don’t know what can be done to fix all of this, and I’m sorry if some of it is my fault. I just know that something has to be changed. It isn’t good for any of us to go on like this. This will never be fixed if we all pretend nothing is wrong. I don’t want to live like this. Either the family needs to come together or split apart. It seems we are already split apart and I want nothing more than for things to return to the way that they were. I can’t understand why you want to keep me from Anita. Don’t you see that she is the only person I have to turn to right now? When I need a shoulder to cry on, she is there, and Jamie too. I love all of them as much as I love you and mom, so please, punish me any way you see fit other than restricting me from them. You think it is wrong to be banned from her house, yet you are willing to ban me from their house? I don’t see the difference between the two; not being able to visit because you showed up intoxicated with mom to say happy birthday, or me not being able to visit because I called you a “wuss” or cursed at you. Neither punishments fit the crime. Anita and Jamie are my only support in all of this mess. I feel I can’t cry on your shoulder because we have so many differentiating opinions. Anita is not interested in causing more problems, although you and mom seem to think she is. She simply wants to help me get through this. When I go over there, it is to be happy as much as I can before I must come home. We laugh and smile, something I never do when I am home, although I remember a time when we did. Don’t you see, I am a great deal away from being happy when I am here. I don’t even know the purpose of this letter, things are just a giant fiasco. I am actually scared to print this and hand it to you, for fear that it may just cause more problems, more pain. I just want all of us to be happy, nothing more, nothing less.
Love,
Jimmy Ray
Plz, tell me what to do, if any of you have good advice about life, now is the time to tell it. ;(
Anyway, here is the letter.
Dad,
I’m writing this because I suppose that sometimes I’m not so good at talking. First and foremost I want you to know that I love you as my father, and I always will. No matter what happens to this family I love you, and I know you have done what you can to be a good father, and you have been a great father, evidence is in me. I love mom the same, yet I really do think something is wrong with her, whether it be depression or something else. Still, you two have done an amazing job raising me. But things have turned for the worse, obviously. I really hate what has happened to our family, and I have no idea how to fix it. I know it’s wrong to say it’s your place to fix it, but I know that I can’t. It may be true that you can’t either. I also don’t mean to disrespect you, and I know I have on several occasions, which were my mistakes, and I apologize for that. But you tell me you can forgive and forget and so I ask you to. Every time I threw a curse word at you it was because I was mad and fed up with it all. When I called you a “wuss” it was because I was mad and fed up -- it was just a low blow that was meant to hurt you, and I know it did, yet I am sorry. I shouldn’t lose my control so quickly and resort to weak words -- but I do have some of mom in me, after all, she is my mother, so I guess I blow up sometimes too, just like she does, but not to such an extreme degree. I know you think little of me. I know that as a son, I have so far disappointed you for acting the way I have. I should be stronger than this. But I swear it is just the situation that I’m in. Being a teenager is not easy, as I’m sure you know. I’m dealing with a lot of things other than this broken family. This situation has compounded and brought out the worst in me, and I’m sorry for that. I really am not prepared to deal with the stress, hate, and depression that I am surrounded with every day of my life for the past year or so. If I have made this problem worse with mom and you and the family, I’m very sorry, believe me when I say I did not and do not mean to. I just want to be happy. I want you and mom to be happy and proud of me. I want to have a good life -- but it’s hard to see light at the end of a tunnel as long and dark as this one. Again, I don’t know what can be done to fix all of this, and I’m sorry if some of it is my fault. I just know that something has to be changed. It isn’t good for any of us to go on like this. This will never be fixed if we all pretend nothing is wrong. I don’t want to live like this. Either the family needs to come together or split apart. It seems we are already split apart and I want nothing more than for things to return to the way that they were. I can’t understand why you want to keep me from Anita. Don’t you see that she is the only person I have to turn to right now? When I need a shoulder to cry on, she is there, and Jamie too. I love all of them as much as I love you and mom, so please, punish me any way you see fit other than restricting me from them. You think it is wrong to be banned from her house, yet you are willing to ban me from their house? I don’t see the difference between the two; not being able to visit because you showed up intoxicated with mom to say happy birthday, or me not being able to visit because I called you a “wuss” or cursed at you. Neither punishments fit the crime. Anita and Jamie are my only support in all of this mess. I feel I can’t cry on your shoulder because we have so many differentiating opinions. Anita is not interested in causing more problems, although you and mom seem to think she is. She simply wants to help me get through this. When I go over there, it is to be happy as much as I can before I must come home. We laugh and smile, something I never do when I am home, although I remember a time when we did. Don’t you see, I am a great deal away from being happy when I am here. I don’t even know the purpose of this letter, things are just a giant fiasco. I am actually scared to print this and hand it to you, for fear that it may just cause more problems, more pain. I just want all of us to be happy, nothing more, nothing less.
Love,
Jimmy Ray
Plz, tell me what to do, if any of you have good advice about life, now is the time to tell it. ;(