James Gillespie, My Dad, The best guy I know, fun, The only dad I know who will do anything for his kids...Thats what I wish I could Say, but instead all that comes out of my mouth is, James Gillespie, my EX-Father, The worst guy i know, Child molester, The only dad i know who does this to his kids. Matches, I Know. All James was is a father, never a dad. I mean what kind of dad tells his son he is an accident, Denies his own Daughter, Or tells his kids he should trade them in for new kids? A father who lets his kids witness and experience physical, and emotional abuse since they were born, and leave thenm with scars never to be healed is not the kind of person i want to say is my father. Was it a desire, a fantasy for this to happen? The life you provided for us was everything more thenwhat saitin himself would have givin us. I hope in hell you live the life i did. I hope your life is miserable without us, the only people you thought loved you. But we got tired of you and how you treated us and so we left you alone, Just as you dod us those nights alone as you were at the bar getting drunk. See what you loose when you act like that and don't listen to what people try to tell you. When they try and tell you how they feel you blew it off, but then we were forced to listen to your feelings through alchohol and smoke. After a while, your sorrys meant nothing to us. They were just words. Your words don't matter. Your I'm sorrys and I Love Yous are worthless. Your words don't matter. Everytime you spoke it was a lie. You canr sau that it wasnt. If you really loved us you would listen. Listen to what we had to say. listen to our crys in our room when you were out cold on the couch. Listen to our prayers to god aat night when you were at the bar. But mostly not to listen to the words. but to our hearts. Its hard to love someone who wont give it all up for you. Give up Drining smoking and all that, for two people who are supposed to play the biggest roll in your life, but beer and smokes were your first choice. Thats sad. Now you know how it feels sitting in house cold scared lonly eating dinner alone without anyone. Feels great. Don't you just want to spent eveynight like that. I mean come on who wouldn't? But the worst thing is, you were supposed to be a dad. Not a Petophile, a drunk, or a smoker, a dad. Just, a dad. |
Submission Name: Dear EX - Father ((add on))
