Right now, I hate you. I really fucking hate you. Of course I know it's a matter of time before the pendulum swings and I love and rely on you for everything again; but right now, "fuck you!"
For the last 5 years...
Count them, 5!! My child's entire life!
For the last 5 years we have gone to M&J's house for Halloween. Again - 5 years! I thought it was tradition. We went every fucking year.
At the beginning of this month we made plans. I made plans. We were going to go to M&J's house for Halloween. BF was going to meet us after work. He would take us home.
You were going to take me and kid and celebrate Halloween like we do every year. We'd go to my Sponsor's house (I only see her on holidays) and we'd have a good fucking time with her, her other Sponsees, her grandkids, we'd trick or treat, pass out candy.
Suddenly the last week or so you started saying you don't think you're invited. I made plans, with M, with BF, with you. Why wouldn't you be going?
You say you don't think M likes you right now. Maybe it's because you're a selfish fucking dick!
Any time I try to make plans you criticize, change, insult, and dig and dig until I fucking explode. You say you don't want to. It's not about you!! M&J and are like family. We go every year. It's not about you!!! It's about my daughter, it's about my family, it's about me! It's about introducing BF to people I consider my family, and that fucking includes a self cocksucker like you.
I'm sorry I'm such a goddamn burden in every fucking way.
The BPD Daughter you created
P.S. you're like Dr. Frankenstein. You treat everyone around you like insignificant, annoying, child-like Igors who are supposed to do your bidding but do it all wrong.
But your worse than Dr. Frankenstein. You feel no guilt or shame for the creature you created.
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