A letter from Dec 29, 2024

Hey! i'm yourself from 2024, a lot happened? A little misunderstanding happened back home, last night dad burst to anger again. Not physically but mentally, he was attacking me verbally by near ***** threat, just like every other argument I trembled, afraid that he might physically hurt me. He is the only man who makes me cry, fury and disillusionment to the man who's cloth are worn everyday without change. Godly as it is, very kind and ecstatic to the strangers of God. But a mimic of the devil when eyes are closed, who to blame? The dead or the confused, who fights nearly the black flaming angel, lost, daydreaming of change. Will it ever change? Crippled with intimate relationships, destroying the trees that are meant for you. Forget and forgive says mom, but also a victim of abuse for a lifetime, tie my neck up with a black tie and burn my body with the tip of cigarette. Then maybe he'll realize how useless his spiritual actions to others, when he is my daddy.