Dear Girls
I had to leave your mum.

The constant unrelenting mental torture she was putting me through was making me ill. Nothing was good enough, not enough money, not enough time. I wasn't allowed a social life but mocked for that too.

Her expectations of life and the way we should have lived it were, if I am being kind, a complete fantasy.

Your mums over emotional "sack cloth and ashes" approach to dealing with the trials and tribulations of life combined with the bizzare idolisation of her immediate (and hideously disfunctional) family have left her bitter and self absorbed.

This, of course, will make uncomfortable reading and I understand you may feel I am attacking your mum. But thats how I felt at the time.

The truth is that we all benefitted when I left. In the long run.

Except, there is not a day that goes by that I dont have this aching void where you two should be. Even now, now that you are both teenagers, I miss you like hell. Seeing you for a Sunday isnt really enough but you wil soon be old enough to make up your own mind about stuff like that.

Love

Dad

(that was a bit unexpected..soz...but never about the length)
( Fire & Forget it's the only way to be sure, Sat 6 Mar 2010, 18:31, 2 replies)

I'm so, so sorry for this.
But I thought this was a long and drawn out "your Mum" pun.

Apologies.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Sat 6 Mar 2010, 19:00, closed)

lol
ah, dont worry.

I kinda didnt set set to sound like Morrisey, but it ended up like that.

Not that Morrisey would find himself with my ex.

If I can think of a "Your Mum..." gag I will....lol I said "gag" in the same context as "Your Mum"

hurrrr hurrrr hurrrr
( Fire & Forget it's the only way to be sure, Sun 7 Mar 2010, 17:12, closed)