Just got these in my email, from Rena <3
We hardly see each other, but somehow, I know I can always count on her to be there (': 7 years strong and still counting...
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I was heading towards the new house to unpack my stuff when I saw my dad's shoes and a pair of high heels outside the house. All of a sudden, I felt all the blood rush to my head because maybe, just maybe, this pair of heels belonged to my dad's girlfriend/ex-mistress/home-wrecker/motherfucking slut. I went in because I wanted to see the face of this bitch who tore my family apart.
The first person I saw was a woman, but I knew it wasn't her. From the pictures my mum showed me, she was taller, skinnier, and less womanly. Then I saw my dad and when he said he was having more friends over, I knew she was going to be one of them. I needed to get out of there because I was so frightened by my own fury and hatred. I don't think I have ever felt that way before. When I finally managed to walk back to my old house, I was already shaking so badly, with tears of rage pouring.
This woman is a poor excuse of a human and the reason why I will never tolerate adultery/two-timing. Every time I think of her, there is this uncontrollable urge to skin her alive and stab her heart a million times over.
//I just needed to get this out because I feel such an immense amount of pain now. Pain from pining after the perfect family I will never have, pain from my father's betrayal to this family, pain from how this woman tortured my mother all these years, and pain from my inability to do anything...
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