Dear Father:
Doesn't it ever cross your mind that you have a child whom you don't know? Don't you ever wonder what characteristics I've inherited? Don't you wonder what I've been doing with my life?
If by chance you're reading this, I'll be sure to tell you.
I am doing better then I was before. Things are starting to look up, I'm becoming more and more independent. I'm figuring this 'life' thing out, day-by-day. I am the definition of resilient with beauty & brains. You've taught me that I don't need you to be successful. You've indirectly built my strength ever since I was old enough to realize you wanted nothing to do with me. And for that, I thank you. I'm not the first kid you've done this to, I have an older sister. Do you even feel guilty, hurt? How do you walk around, sick, not knowing when your last day is going to come, not caring about your daughters?
I've never gotten a 'Merry Christmas', a 'Happy Birthday'... hell. I don't even know if you know when my birthday is!
So now you shall miss some of the biggest events of my life. Tomorrow is Instant Decision Day at my top college. I walk the stage in June and then I'll be onto my first year away at college. You won't be there to witness any of those days. Not my wedding, not my first child born. And that's okay. I just hope you know how well I'm doing without you.
Sincerely,
Your kick-ass daughter whom you don't know.



















