Sunday Bloody Sunday
Jul. 2nd, 2006 12:00 pmNOTE: To everyone who usually reads this livejournal, this post is a bit different. It has nothing to do with fandom, or fanfic, or anything like that. So please bear with me, or just ignore this. It needs to be said.
First of all, I must wish my mother a resounding
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Mom, you're an incredible human being, and I owe you my life, many times over. And congratulations on finally getting together with [name ommitted for privacy concerns]! I've wanted to see you two together for about three years now. He's a true gentleman, he's handsome, he's head-over-heels for you, and as far as I'm concerned, he's the real man you've deserved all your life. Plus, he's got some great biceps, and he loves the way you look in a swimsuit! *wink*
Second, this is a message to the man who thinks he's my father:
Don, I know you've been reading my LiveJournal for a while now. Stalking it, actually. And frankly, I don't give a damn. But it's high time you realize a few things:
1. The chances of me ever forgiving you are next to nothing.
2. I wanted Mom to divorce you since I was 12. I knew you were shallow, good-for-nothing, self-absorbed, egotistical, hot-tempered, abusive, two-faced, lying, narcissistic son-of-a-bitch back then, and I was RIGHT.
3. The only reason you never came to our house after we moved to Rochester is because you knew I would be within my rights AND ability to kill you on the spot, and I WOULD.
4. If you had actually put your familly before your own ego and personal priorities ONCE in your life, you might have had a chance. I even TOLD you, directly, what you had to do if you ever wanted to be a part of my life, and you couldn't go that far. Simple things like attending my sports events, or playing a game of catch. But you were too busy with your internet whores. So you get NOTHING.
5. You never loved me. You're incapable of love. You wanted a trophy child to brag about, and to do all the things that you were incapable of doing yourself. And you're still bragging about me. I know a lot of people, and word gets back to me. I'd suggest you stop.
6. No Leeman has ever graduated university, and no Leeman ever will. That's not my name, and as far as I'm concerned, it never was. You have no heirs, no legacy. You made your own pathetic situation, and if you die alone, then die knowing that you did it to yourself. The Leeman name is DEAD.
7. You wanted to have children without being a father, and to have a wife without being a husband. You wanted to promote an image to people without caring about what was happening behind that facade, or putting in any personal effort. As long as you could present yourself to the world with the image you wanted, that was all that mattered to you. Well, guess what - that image was paper-thin, and everyone with half a brain saw right through it.
8. NOBODY LIKES YOU.
9. Stop entertaining hopes that my Mother will ever willingly put herself in the same location as you, whether that be church, a restaurant, etc. She DOESN'T LIKE YOU. She will NOT get back together with you. She, like the rest of us, wants nothing to do with you. Your attempt to meet with her at church today for her birthday was pathetic. You can't do ANYTHING selflessly, can you?
10. Stop telling people that your wife "left you and took the kids". Oh yes, I heard all about that. I also heard the stories you told about being a widower, or that your wife had left you for another man, and shit like that. My mother was faithful to you until both the divorce and annullment were official, although you didn't deserve that much. You CHEATED on my mother. You DISOWNED my sister and me in the divorce settlement. You BANKRUPTED the family. You spent my COLLEGE FUND on hookers (and you and I both know what some of those "women" had under their skirts, you fucking homophobic hypocrite). And you have the gall to say your wife "left you and took the kids"? You need to get in touch with reality. Not that you ever were.
By the way, if you EVER cross my path again, keep a wide berth. A very wide berth. Believe me, nobody would miss you.
First of all, I must wish my mother a resounding
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Mom, you're an incredible human being, and I owe you my life, many times over. And congratulations on finally getting together with [name ommitted for privacy concerns]! I've wanted to see you two together for about three years now. He's a true gentleman, he's handsome, he's head-over-heels for you, and as far as I'm concerned, he's the real man you've deserved all your life. Plus, he's got some great biceps, and he loves the way you look in a swimsuit! *wink*
Second, this is a message to the man who thinks he's my father:
Don, I know you've been reading my LiveJournal for a while now. Stalking it, actually. And frankly, I don't give a damn. But it's high time you realize a few things:
1. The chances of me ever forgiving you are next to nothing.
2. I wanted Mom to divorce you since I was 12. I knew you were shallow, good-for-nothing, self-absorbed, egotistical, hot-tempered, abusive, two-faced, lying, narcissistic son-of-a-bitch back then, and I was RIGHT.
3. The only reason you never came to our house after we moved to Rochester is because you knew I would be within my rights AND ability to kill you on the spot, and I WOULD.
4. If you had actually put your familly before your own ego and personal priorities ONCE in your life, you might have had a chance. I even TOLD you, directly, what you had to do if you ever wanted to be a part of my life, and you couldn't go that far. Simple things like attending my sports events, or playing a game of catch. But you were too busy with your internet whores. So you get NOTHING.
5. You never loved me. You're incapable of love. You wanted a trophy child to brag about, and to do all the things that you were incapable of doing yourself. And you're still bragging about me. I know a lot of people, and word gets back to me. I'd suggest you stop.
6. No Leeman has ever graduated university, and no Leeman ever will. That's not my name, and as far as I'm concerned, it never was. You have no heirs, no legacy. You made your own pathetic situation, and if you die alone, then die knowing that you did it to yourself. The Leeman name is DEAD.
7. You wanted to have children without being a father, and to have a wife without being a husband. You wanted to promote an image to people without caring about what was happening behind that facade, or putting in any personal effort. As long as you could present yourself to the world with the image you wanted, that was all that mattered to you. Well, guess what - that image was paper-thin, and everyone with half a brain saw right through it.
8. NOBODY LIKES YOU.
9. Stop entertaining hopes that my Mother will ever willingly put herself in the same location as you, whether that be church, a restaurant, etc. She DOESN'T LIKE YOU. She will NOT get back together with you. She, like the rest of us, wants nothing to do with you. Your attempt to meet with her at church today for her birthday was pathetic. You can't do ANYTHING selflessly, can you?
10. Stop telling people that your wife "left you and took the kids". Oh yes, I heard all about that. I also heard the stories you told about being a widower, or that your wife had left you for another man, and shit like that. My mother was faithful to you until both the divorce and annullment were official, although you didn't deserve that much. You CHEATED on my mother. You DISOWNED my sister and me in the divorce settlement. You BANKRUPTED the family. You spent my COLLEGE FUND on hookers (and you and I both know what some of those "women" had under their skirts, you fucking homophobic hypocrite). And you have the gall to say your wife "left you and took the kids"? You need to get in touch with reality. Not that you ever were.
By the way, if you EVER cross my path again, keep a wide berth. A very wide berth. Believe me, nobody would miss you.