What I received in the mail today from my father. A joel olsteen cd, a book on weight loss, and a card about how much he loves me and how much the book helped him.
But also.
Tucked inside that book my own ramblings from when he told me to withdraw from my medication and I was at his house and in active withdrawal and psychosis. From a time where I did not eat for a week and he told me I “wouldn’t die from a tummy ache”
This is not a loving father, this is a trigger and harassment.
But it’s sprinkled with hollow I love you’s and let me know if you need anything.
Kevin Colgan, I see you for who you are.
Laughs and Lobotomies 