At least he pretends to love me. The truth is, I don’t know if he really does or not. I just know that I can’t stay here any longer.
My mom and I have never been close. I don’t know if it’s because I’m the youngest or if she just doesn’t know how to show love. She’s always been so distant and cold, and I feel like I’m a burden to her.
I’m tired of feeling like I’m not wanted here. I’m tired of feeling like I’m not good enough. I’m tired of trying to win her love and never succeeding. So I’ve decided to go live with my dad.
I know it won’t be easy. He’s always been a bit of a wild card. But at least he’s consistent. At least he pretends to love me.
So that’s it. I’m leaving. I’m leaving this place and the woman who never wanted me. I’m leaving in search of a better life, in search of a place where I can belong. I’m leaving in search of a father who loves me.
