#only part

realizes I've been forgetting to take my meds again

Wendy’s doing a good job or proving part of Robert’s point.

You're six foot three and somewhere between 3 and 400lbs easily. Yet it is okay for you to question your son's choice in food when he is on his feet all day? Growing up you poked fun at my weight calling me lazy even though I rode my bicycle everywhere , was in marching band and lifted weights. You struck me with a belt...repeatedly for not getting up fast enough to do chores you so easily could have done yourself. You didn't care that I was tired and worn after getting in at 4am from competition. I used to dig at my bug bites and acne because I was so disgusted with myself. Disgusted because that is how you made me feel. You told me I was like the fly from that movie. Treated me as sub human. Laughed when I cried or was otherwise upset. You mocked my beliefs. Called me stupid. If I had a question you deemed stupid you mocked me further. Yet are blind to your own ignorance. Say no to homos say yes to honies? Wouldn't you be surprised to know I've kissed many lovely women and enjoyed it. And that I've never an intention to stop. Would you still say that after looking into the tear filled eyes of your best friend after his parents threw him out of the house. And for what? Because he was gay? Because he was different? How does a parent justify torturing their own child. How? I tried explaining that I wish to follow a different religious path than you and you shoved me into a wall, knocked me to the ground and verbally assaulted me until I was driven to tears. I was a young teen and only five feet in height. Did I deserve it? And why? Because I chose or my own free will to be different? Because i dont want to be you? How do you justify the pain you've put me through. The nights spent crying because you thought it just to berate me. Then wonder why I don't want much to do with you? Why I never tell you anything. Why we sought comfort from mother over you. Mother never judged. For all her thoughts never have I felt a judgemental eye from one you've so easily dismissed. For all the torture you put me through. Through the mental and emotional anguish.. through every forced apology, every tear and every welt left behind from the belt you thought so just to strike me with. Even though I know now I never deserved any of what was done to me. I am not angry. I will harbor no ill will. But I will not shed a tear when you're put in your grave. I will not mourn your passing for you do not deserve my tears. I will be grateful for what little yous you taught me. Video games, how to fish, my love of science....and the most important lesson of all...how to not be a parent. And how to pity you. For at one time I lived with your mother and all the torture and abuse made sense. It is hard to unlearn and change your behavior. Even so, I do not excuse you. Now, I will call you out and now. I have no fear because you do not scare me anymore.

please just.. can you fall in love with just one side of me?