Dear the jerk who made my mom cry,

I have a few things to say to you. First I would like to let you know that you were someone my family cared about. Most of my family still does. You were someone who my brother trusted and spent time with, you were someone my nephew had fun with, you were someone I liked talking to. You were a part of our family, lived under our roof, and ate meals with us. We loved you, and you treated her like she was nothing.

At first, it wasn't a big deal, you were the kid who had a rough past, so you had the right to act out every now and then. You were entitled to some emotional instability, but it got to a point where it was too much. You were a son to her, she cared about you and treated you the way she treated us. But you never once said thank you.

She brought you into her home, fed you, and cared for you. She was the parent you needed, but instead of thanking her, you tore her apart. You called her names, you were ungrateful, you drove a wedge in our family. You played sides, and tried your hardest to be on the winning team, even if that meant playing dirty.

My mother is the strongest person I know. She has walls that very few people can get through, but you managed to find a weak spot in her defenses. You broke through and managed to chip away at the wonderful person that makes her who she is.

When she finally kicked you out, she slowly became herself again. She built those walls up, higher this time. She made it harder to let people in, because of you. Ad then you came back. You needed her again. You finally had to face all the things you did to her.

She had mercy on you. She let you stay at the house for that week you needed her. She would be okay, after all, she had her walls back up. She believes that you are a better person now. But I will tell you something, nothing will ever make me forget what you did to her.

My mother is the most important person in my life. She has always been there for me, and she has always supported me. You showed up, and you treated me like crap and I got over it, I let you in. I can take everything you have to throw at me, but you even think of hurting my mom, and I snap.

She may have forgiven you, but I haven't. And I won't.

Sincerely,
The pissed off daughter