I am starting to hate my father. I basically told my sister that. We learned that he is fine, neurologically. That fact makes his past and current actions all the more abominable. If he doesn't start treating my siblings and I better, I will have to say goodbye to him. I can no longer tolerate such disrespect, not only towards my siblings and me, but towards the memory of my beloved mother that we lost almost 15 years ago.

I am glad that my husband and I will be moving far far away. I never want to return to this place I am from, if I can help it. It has been my downfall. I leave it in the dust and only take with me the good memories that are that. Memories.

Yes. Like a bird, I will fly away to a better place for a better and healthier home. There, I WILL dance to a new and happier song.