Parasite
I hate so much that you actually have an effect on me. I hate that I sit awake at night because my mind cannot stop thinking about you. All you were was a donor of seeds. I can accept that, I think. It is hard to accept that are there are actually people out there like you. With your deceit and your self-centeredness. Mostly how people can actually not see through you, not see what you really are, to think that you really are going to grow up and change. You are a disgrace to the concept of family, and yours refuses to believe it. I wish I did not ever have to think about you again, that you had inflicted all the pain that you could have possibly muster. I really wish that I didnt feel like the only adult in this situation. I wish I could be sleeping instead of on here venting, but I cant. You are always here, like a parasite. A venomous painful life sucking parasite who the doctors dont know how to remove. They tell me that I will die with your talons still embedded in my flesh and there is not one damn thing I can do about it. God help me.