I've got to talk to my pastor about this hate issue. Every time I see my dad, every time I hear his voice, all I see is red. All these horrendous thoughts keep creeping into my head and I have to force them out. All he'd have to do is say "I've been an ignorant, nasty, meanspirited son of a b****. I'm sorry. Please forgive me," and I would. Instantly. But all he's done in the past eight months of his f***ing miserable life is pile on one petty slight, one nasty comment after another.
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