Father

I do not admire or look up to this man. He will not walk me down the aisle when I get married. And it's really shame, because this man is my father. It's weird how one decision started many decisions (to use the computer more, to grow distant from your family, then to leave) can change someone (your daughter's) opinion of you. I was once a daddy's girl. Now there is probably no way that I can ever be a daddy's girl again. Sorry, dad. You left. You missed me growing up into the person I am. It was painful and the stress caused horrible stomach aches and my hair to fall out, and I blamed myself for a while, but I know it is not my fault. I'm sorry it is this way, but it is.