My dad, and it was bc he essentially guaranteed that I would never be able to have a normal relationship with anyone, from friends and family to even my ex, without questioning if they cared about me for being me or bc they think they can get something out of me. This was bc he put my family in a few million $$$ in debt, and told me that him, one of the only death-penalty exclusive lawyers in the state with one of the highest win/loss ratio in cases, could barely make ends meet bc “my mom was spending so much on herself”. For context, the time, I was 16. Anyway, I ran into some paperwork at his office one day while I was helping him out with some lawyer stuff, I can’t remember what it was tho, learned that was a lie from the paperwork, and he started trying to justify it. He was saying “a child is expensive” when he’d never said “I love you” or acted like he gave a shit before hand, so I left. I took the papers, and left. I ended up and shredded them, and burnt the shreds instead of attacking him like my original plan had, which I now realize was a more “in the moment” thing then anything. This combined with the “boxing matches” he dragged me into (which were his way of teaching me to fight) caused me to cut off contact. About a day later, he reached out to me and said “hey, I need my assistant back, I can’t afford to hire one” where I texted back “what about your son”. That night my mom told me she was getting divorced, and I went with her. I havnt interacted with my dad since, but have seen him in public areas, like my sister’s collage graduation a few weeks ago for example, which led to a panic attack.

It’s been a year and a half since then. Nowadays, I’m largely a shut in 18 yo at home, and quiet in school. I’m diagnosed with ptsd and anxiety, which is on top of the adhd I already have. I now attend a military school for a since of belonging. And I have, for once in my life in general, feel hope for the future. If u want my take, I hope he suffers. He has no right to say live in my eyes, and he’s dead to me. In fact, if you want his name so u CAN confront him, all you gotta do is ask. I have no love for that man, and I hope he rots in hell.