My Father
I talked to my mom Saturday & she said there was a number on her caller id from my (paternal) grandma. I told her I didn’t care & I didn’t want the phone number. Well I talked to her again on Sunday & she said they called again & she answered it out of curiosity. She said it wasn’t Eulah, it was my dad.
My dad! Ha! He doesn’t know the meaning of the word. He was never my dad. He only came around when he wanted something. He never wanted me or gave 2 shits about what happened to me. He is nothing more than the sperm donor to me. That’s the way I have thought of him for well over 10 years. Why the hell is he trying to come back around now? He must have some ulterior motives.
My mom has horrible taste in men. T-bone aka Terry aka my father is a wife beating, alcoholic, murderer. He got out of prison in September for brutally killing a man in 1993. My bro & sis’ father, Larry, is in jail right now awaiting trial for killing a man. He was driving drunk & run over the guy 2 days before Xmas this year. I’ve had contact with that family and told them what kind of man Larry is & how he has gotten away with everything wrong he has done and how much I hope he is held accountable this time. I found out yesterday my letter to them is the reason the judge refused to reduce his bond. Larry’s family is well beyond pissed & I hope the crazy fuckers don’t try to do anything to me. Larry is a wife beating, alcoholic, murderer, tweeker, & a child molester. At least my father isn’t a tweeker or a child molester… That’s about all I can say for him.
On this day..
- My Job is Safe… For Now - 2007
- My Ex-Stepfather (the Monster) - 2004






