There’s always something negative you have to say about her or her life. And the pain inside never hurt so bad. She was there for me more than you ever were. She gave me her hospitality when you couldn’t “deal” with me. She gives me her ears to listen to me — someone you don’t do. She can accept when she’s wrong — something you’ve never done. She can apologise when she’s hurt someone — something as a father you SHOULD do. She has a good man as a fiancé. He has never come off as someone who’s a loser. He makes her happy and I see it all the time.

So, you can’t sit there and tell me she’s unhappy when you don’t take the effort to end your stubbornness. You can’t tell me she’s unhappy when you haven’t had a legitimate conversation with her in years. And when you do, you shoot her down and make her cry at Christmas. I will never allow you to talk shit in front of me about my sister.

And you think you make your wife happy? You don’t. I hear mom sigh all the damn time because you’re not grown enough to get shit yourself or even get dressed or make breakfast. If you didn’t want to, she would wipe your ass for you. And the ONLY time I’ve seen my mom happy is when my brother’s boyfriend is over.

You’re mindless. You’re ignorant when it comes to your children. And I’m exhausted trying to be happy ever since I’ve moved back home.

I love you dad. But you might find another child of yours gone because you’re so stubborn. Thanks for fucking up a good night for me.