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Apr 26, 2009, 01:41 AM
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Member Since: Mar 2009
Location: So Cal
Posts: 3,342
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~ MeSo...thank you for your reply, hun!! You really are very sweet and I appreciate your support!! 
~ Sannah...this is exactly what I used to do when I was a kid, just slightly different. Sometimes, I would wake up in my room, terrified, unable to move. Once the fear would let up, I would get up and walk to my parents bedroom and make sure my dad was still in bed asleep. Sometimes I would sit outside their bedroom door because I was afraid that my dad would try and get me in bed if I went back to sleep. It's a repeating pattern. I get the fact that I'm not a little child anymore, and he lives two states away from me, but I still can't let this go!! 
I did end up contacting him by email. Thank goodness I got a hold of him. He has two email accounts and when I emailed his main account postmaster bounced the message back saying "bad address". I immediately went into a mild anxiety attack. I emailed his other account and he finally responded. I'm glad I checked because he is moving from Utah to Arizona soon. He wasn't going to tell me.
Despite hating him to the core for what he has done to me...there is still that little girl inside that loves her daddy. And a couple other alters who want to keep tabs on him. I'm really worried about him though. He's moving to a small town and he's going to live in a large tin shed that used to be a recycling plant. I swear...the older he gets, the more he seems to be turning into the Unibomber!!! 
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