Still bringing me down...

I hate that you are materialistic, I hate that you only think and care about money, I hate that you try to be my dad. You aren't. You never will be. I've done my best to try and keep you happy, but I don't get why I continue to do this, when I don't get any of that in return. If you respected me the way you should, you would not be doing some of the shit that you are. I'm sorry you don't have kids of your own, but seriously, it's just annoying that you're trying to take the place of the man that I'm closest with in my life. I hate that you have done this to him. I hate that you always talk shit on him. YOU DON'T FUCKING KNOW HIM. You and my mom are the problem. You always have been. You lied to the court, and you were the cause of him going into debt. Now, he doesn't have the stability to change it. Mom, don't deny it. You fucked him over. And you're still trying to get me to hate him. It's ridiculous. It's like, you're so insecure about yourself that the only way you'll be happy is if you get us to hate him. That's not right. Do you think I like being put in the situation to take sides? You're BOTH my parents. I'm not going to. I can make my own choices on who I want in my life. And I don't think I should look up to you for "guidance". You haven't been the best role model for me. You're hypocritical and so fucking self-centered. You cheated and kicked him out. How can you sit there and be so happy with your life with the knowledge of breaking someone's heart, and completely crushing him down into the gutter? He's never been able to recover from that, and now, he has Josh and I. And even now, you try to brainwash and manipulate us into hating him, for something that YOU did. It's not fair to him, nor me. This always happens. It seems like you try to take away the most important things in my life. I don't care about money. I never have. I don't care about having nice things. It would be nice, don't get me wrong, but I could live without them. All I want is happiness. And to be completely honest, I haven't been happy in this house. I never have. I have all the nice things and money, and it's gotten me nowhere. You say you did this "for us". No, you did this for yourself, because if you did this for us, you wouldn't have put me through all this heartache of a fucked up family. I think it's sad that they are willing to forgive you for every fucked up thing you've done to them, yet you're too stubborn to work things out and you won't grow the balls to even talk to him. Please be the grown up for once in your life and take responsibility for your actions, and end this. I'm so sick of the same shit every day.

I love you. But seriously, I can't be okay with you until you end this...