Also known as my father, my bio father.
The man who beat my mother when I was a child. Abused me.
He is coming to town, and I just can’t stand this man.
The last words I heard out of his mouth after I left arkansas to move to dallas for “family support” was “Get busy dying or get busy living. If I wanted to hit you I would have connected.”
Right after I got raped and almost murdered. Right before I fled again to Austin with cousins.
Some people should never be given tongues.
Some people need to go to hell for how they treat their family.
But not my job, not my problem, not my purpose.
I’m just going to be happy