My dad sent me an email yesterday about how upset he was that I hadn’t wished him for his birthday. He said he’d rather die than live like this.
I was going to reply back to him and tell him If you felt that way just because someone hadn’t wished you. … can you imagine how one might feel for being called a liar for talking about their abuse. Should I kill myself then?
I didn’t. Not because I am the bigger person, but because it will only fall on deaf ears. They all only think about themselves. So I simply hit delete.
This decision is going to haunt me for awhile but I think I made the right choice.