Dear Father — Journal Entries 2023

Father,
you raised me when Mother wasn’t present—gave me a childhood, a
home, food on my plate, and clothes on my back, morning, noon, and
night.
Dear Father, I am haunted by the pain you put on me.
I created outbursts because you always kept me locked away;
most times, I became the victim of your worst anger.
Physically remembering,
mentally forgetting the next day,
as Stepmom would always say, “Tomorrow’s a new day.”
Dear Father, when your anger got the best of you,
I would always think you wanted me gone.
Dear Father, I pray for your sorrows now.
I call once in a blue moon,
just so I know you’re still alive.