SELF THERAPY SESSION # 3  Thank you to everyone whose read through these and left behind comments and strength for me. The next in this series is going to be for my dad. This won't be anywhere near as long as the one for mom. Because I love my dad, and hes always done his best for me. Dad,   Out of the parents I was born to, I always was glad to have you. Though you weren't the worst father ever, there are things I wish were different.  Until I was 13 years old I didnt really know who you were. You were always working or sleeping, so I didnt see much of you. I understand why, but 5 minutes a night isnt much to ask. By the way, smoking weed in front of the kids, tells us its okay to smoke it too. THATS why mom asked you not to smoke it in front of us. Course, with a spouse like trapped you, Id smoke it up too. Dad, my main complaint with you is: when a girl finds out she's pregnant, she needs you then more than ever. You wouldnt talk to me, when you did it was hostile, and you were yelling. Then in exploring my options you automatically told me abort. Like it was my only option so I did it. God forgive me, I did it. Ever since that day 2 parts of my heart died... the baby and a piece of my heart. Dad, I love you, and always will but please have heart enough to love me for me. Stop calling me Barbara IM NOT MOM!! I'm not the one who hurt you, Im not the one who abused you.                             I. LOVE. YOU. Don't hate me so easily. All I ever did was love you, Always.