My whole life I thought I wasn't good enough, or that you just didn't want me. I mean, how else are you supposed to feel when both of your parents chose drugs over you? I didn't know who you were until I was was 14, which I'm glad.
I can't imagine what my life would be like if I lived with you, or even knew you.
Could drugs really be more important than a child? It doesn't make sense to me.
How can someone think a 2 hour high is better than a lifetime of love from a child? Both of you missed out on everything, and you had the opportunity to go to every event possible: Watching me perform in the marching band, prom, awards ceremonies, my high school graduation, college, and you're going to miss out on more.
I will not call either my parents mom and dad because they do not deserve that title from me.
My sperm donor of a father will not walk me down the isle, nor will either of them attend the major life events to come.
You will not know your grandchildren.
Were the drugs really worth it?
The older I got I realized that what you've done has helped me improve tremendously.
If it wasn't for your actions, I wouldn't have grown up in such a great environment and I would have never turned into the woman I am today.
The day you gave me up was the best day of my life. And without you, I wouldn't truly know what drugs can do to people and why I will never follow in your footsteps.
I never formally thanked you, so thank you for giving up on me because that was the best thing you could do.
