I Cannot Forgive, I Cannot Forget, Hate Is In My Heart

I was born into a house with an unemployed alcoholic father and a dysfunctional mother. I was placed in a foster home with five house sisters, no boys. My house father is a dentist and a Christian. My house mother is a school teacher and stay at home Christian Mom. We went to church on Sundays and our home social life was mostly with church friends. I am a Christian.

When I was 14 I visited my birth grandmother after we were informed my birthmother had OD and died. While there my birthfather got on me and r***d me. As a Christian I'm supposed to forgive. I can't.

I went home to my foster family. The worst mistake of my family was to agree that I go to my birthmother's funeral who I never really knew.

Sorry for the hate. I just can't believe my birthfather r***d me.