When I was growing up

You, when I was growing up, I always hated you. I always told myself that I didn't want anything to do with you. You were immature and irresonsible. You were never there for me and always disappeared when I needed you most. So my question is: have you really changed?

Have you really pulled yourself together or are you just in it for the money? Because, I have no trust left in my heart to give. Especially to you of all people. I know in my mind that you will screw me over in some way or another.

But there's so much I want to know...

You're a mystery to me and I want to solve you. But what trials will I run into on my way to success? Will I even reach success? Is it even possible in this situation?



And you. My DAD. You've been there for me for more than half my life and that's more than Mark can say. I love you and appreciate everything you've done for me but would you understand? Would you be hurt?

Ughh.

God, please give me the power and courage to make the right decision. I need you. Especially now.