You were big, bad and under the influence. You were better than everyone else and could and would do whatever you wanted. Well guess what dude, you're an asshole! Your condescending attacks and beatings only made me stronger and now I own you. You know what you have done and the reprocussions of such horrific deeds. You know we all know and it really doesn't matter what you think, say, or do anymore with regards to my life and the way I live it. You called me the worst thing that ever happend to you / the biggest peice of shit you know / the ultimate failure and let-down a father could ever have and much more, but again dude, you're an asshole and I shall shed this skin. This skin you have done your best to strip is and has been getting thicker and with the wisdom and seeing eye I now posses, you don't have a chance to effect me. When all is said and done, you failed and I shall prevail!
Anyone with PTSD should check into Dialectical Behavioral Therapy, it's working wonders for me.
