Help Me JesusWritten to Jesus on June 20th, 2011
Today was the worst day of my life. I hate father’s day. My dad left us 25 years ago, my step-dad is a real dick and my husband’s father just died three weeks ago. How can we stop these forced celebrations? Why should we be reminded and tortured with bad thoughts? To sell more Hallmark cards, to wish dad a great day, to buy dad a new tie or a mug? Fuck, give me a break. My dad doesn’t deserve a mug, not even a cheesy ass mug from cafe press. My step-dad kicked me out when I was 18. So fuck him too. I am angry today, Jesus. Please help me stop. I mean, I don’t want to ruin it for everyone else. Father’s day is okay if your dad or step-dad is not a dick. Just help me Jesus get through another year and stop the memories of my father who abandoned us. I want to think about good things in June, not my mother crying and my brother cutting himself in the bathroom. I just want these memories to go away.
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