On Wednesday my father and primary abuser was found dead in his bed. My sister informed me in a private message on Facebook. She didn't even take a minute out of her day to call me on the phone to tell me.
I have been told by a few people that in a lot of ways his death would be good thing because I'm now safe from him and can "move on". I'm so angry and hurt that I don't know what to do with it.
I have had to listen to my best friend talk about how much she has hated my father and for how long.
Should I be relieved that he is dead? If so, then I'm doing it all wrong. The last thing that I feel is relief. I feel broken, sad, angry, and devastated. He was my father!
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