Dear Son, Your Diary Is Full Of Lies
I found some items that need correction
If the entries I read the other day are any indicator, then I feel pretty comfortable saying that you really need to work on your diary entries. All the entries I read had several lies and misstatements that I would like to correct so that you can avoid these issues in the future.
I think you need to stop referring to me as “a fucking dickhead” and start at least calling me “dad” or “father” in your entries. It would also be nice if you would remember that I don’t smoke crack, and haven’t for many months now. You will recall that you were the one that picked me up from Whispering Shadows Clinic because your mother stopped returning my calls and your step-mother was still 18 days away from checking out of Whispering Shadows herself.
I would also like to remind you that your step-mother has a name and it is Brenda. Please stop calling her “that whore mom hates”. Brenda is a person and has feelings and I think it would really hurt her if she saw that stuff you said about her. For instance, she didn’t, as you say repeatedly, “lose the sensation in her lady parts” from her previous job as a dancer. She is a fantastic woman and you should know, she only graduated high school a couple of years before you did. Also, you know she is clean now, as her lowered methadone prescription can attest to.
I would also appreciate if you would include a little gratitude in your posts for the stuff I do for you. Not every father out there would freely lend you his car to drive as needed. I really hate that you continually say the inside of my car smells like “an old jizz sock.” You know as well as I do that ever since Brenda borrowed my car for a week that smell has been in the car and you know I have worked tirelessly to rid the car of that odor.
I will say that when you describe how much nicer your mother’s house is than my apartment you use some nice prose and poetic statements. When you say that “my room at mom’s is like a palace while I toil away in this rat-infested shithole” I can actually feel your pain. I would like to remind you that I have contacted the apartment manager a couple of times and those traps he put out should be doing their job soon to get rid of some of the rodent issues. Hopefully, we can at least get rid of the raccoons.
Overall, I like that you are writing. You are showing the creativity that I myself never could show, mostly because writing instruments were not allowed in my house growing up because your grandmother said they were tools of the devil.
