Dear Stranger,
I don't know why you think you can waltz into my life and pretend to be my father. You may have my siblings fooled but you're sly "I love your kids like my own" trick doesn't work on me. I don't like you because you're trying to replace someone who actually cares. I don't like you because unlike my siblings you don't act like the loving father you are with them. I will not call you dad, you are not my dad nor will you ever be. I've been told that hurts your feelings. Good. It's about time you learn how it feels to hurt. You're empty threats of sending me away want me to grab the nearest needle and redo what broke me not long ago.
I will not obey your every harsh command. For when I was on Death's doorstep you refused to come see me, instead you took my family out for dinner. While I was fed through a tube because I refused food, you feasted like glutton at a free all you can eat buffet. You have turned my siblings against me and then wonder why I sneak out to parties. You have brain washed my family to believing I'm the bad guy that will tear this family in two uneven parts like an unlucky wishbone. Stop pretending to care when I disappear for weeks because my friend's home is more comforting than my home.
You are not my dad. You are a stranger I know all too well. You are the tumor on the brain of my family, killing my family slowly. Just like cancer there in no cure and chemo only makes it worse.
Sincerely,
your son The guy who saw through your act.