Worst enemy

Worst enemy

He became my enemy with his words and actions. I don’t want it to be this way, but that’s what he wants.

Why my worst enemy though? Because he’s my father. I wanted him to want to be around me as much as I wanted to be around him. I wanted him to take up for me, have my back… not say I’m a bitch like my mother… This is why we can’t talk. -RealityOfAPreachersDaughter

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