I have reached the point of estrangement where I no longer consider myself a part of my father’s family. I am appalled at the selfishness and thoughtlessness that extends throughout this branch of my family tree. I am sad, I am hurt, and I have enough on my plate that I don’t need to keep opening myself up for rejection and more from them. In many ways it feels like losing my father again.
I wish it were different, but it’s not. I did my best to be the change and it wasn’t enough. Now it is their turn to lose. I am smart, loving, funny, thoughtful, loyal, and a good listener. Their loss.