"Dear Alcoholic Father"
Dear Alcoholic father, You piss me off in more ways than I could have ever imagined when I first realized you had a problem. I was what, maybe 12 years old and you were swaying around midday and I saw you crashing into the coffee table. I should have known then that the hurt and disappointment I felt at that moment would extend into my college years. I come and think, maybe he's changed while I've been gone? Wrong. I'm always wrong because you're always a drunk and you never fucking change. Does it make me a stupid little girl to think that you'd change? Yes. I still remember how many DUI's you've had. I still remember how we we're so fucking poor for a few years because we had to pay the state thousands of dollars because you're a dick head. Whatever pops, I am now certain that you will always be a goddamn alcoholic and I should just leave you to drown in your own vodka bottles. The thing that pisses me off right now the most is that fact that you KNOW that you're hurting your family and you don't care at all! You know how delicate and self-conscious my little sister is (because of you and how you completely fucked up her childhood even more than you fucked up mine, you prick) and still you get drunk and tell her that she may be the smartest kid in her class, but she's fat so you don't care. Whatever. I just want to tell you that it's a shame how much of a waste of life you really are. Fuck you! Disgracefully your spawn.
