May 23, 2019: READ: To My Biological Father

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May 23, 2019

Dearest Father,

Dad.  Norman.  Father of mine.  The truth is, I am a failure.  I am a complete failure; it is the truth.  The truth is I tried my very best to keep my mother alive.  I tried my very best to keep our mother alive.  I tried my very best to keep your wife alive and well, I have failed.  I tried my very best to keep our family together and happy, I have failed on all accounts.

There is no reasonable and logical explanation for me to not be allowed the freedom of every other citizen of the United States.  There is no logical explanation for any of these deceptions, none.

We have been spied on as a family, in reference to compromising photographs from Sherlock that is our neighbors spying on us in our own home, for no logical reason whatsoever.

Mother is dead.  My mother is dead.  My mom is dead.  Momi is dead.  Your wife is dead.  I have failed most miserably.

I trusted people.  I trusted the nursing home to take care of her.  I trusted our doctor to take care of her.  I trusted my doctor to tell me the truth, I was lied to endlessly.  The scar on my belly is the evidence.

There is no logical explanation for me to sign for things on a phone that appears to be people’s personal phones and not a business device.

David used his profile picture on Facebook as himself in a French fry costume.  Either done intentionally or not it was done for me to look at him – and die from grief and heartbreak like Friday died from grief over Sunday’s death, our cats.

I have never been loved in all my life.  My life is a failure.  I failed you, and mom, and Creggan.  I should never have stopped caring for Momi.  When a person dies you never get them back in any way.  I have failed.

There is a correction for me to make about my headshots, one when I was fifteen, the other when I was 32 not 42, not many fifteen-year-old’s look like thirty-year old’s.

I have failed to have a career.  I have failed to be able to live a free and independent life.  I am a failure.

You need to know what I have done, I believed I was doing what was best for everyone in our family above my own needs, wants, and desires.  I have loved you the best that I could.  And, I have failed.

The truth is just too difficult to bear.

Good-bye.

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