Diary #14
Diary #14
Dear Dad,
I got a new bike the other day. It needs to be fixed up, but I can see the beautiful beast she’ll be when it’s done. I feel alive again in a way I haven’t felt since I left Mississippi.
I’m not as angry anymore. Mostly, just sad.
I’m sad that there wasn’t another way for us to continue. I’m sad I had to leave my whole life and family behind. But mostly, I’m sad that you haven’t gotten to be part of my life.
I hate the control Agonizer has and how he can get away with his shit.
I knew I had to run in the beginning because I was young and unprepared to lead. I needed these years to grow into myself as a person and believe in my strength.
And I do now. I’m strong and fierce, just like you taught me to be.
Recently, my life has grown to include three men. I doubt any father around wants to hear about their daughter and three men, but too bad. The price you pay for making me leave, I suppose.
They make me happy. They make me feel safe and show me how strong I’ve become.
But mainly, they’ve shown me love.
I’m tired of running. I’m tired of men like Agonizer deciding my fate.
Maybe it’s time to push back.
I’m not ready to risk what I have yet, but I know there will come a day when I have to. And I hope you’re there to see it.
Love,
Darcie