Dear dad, Remember when we had that talk about how you make me feel like I’m not good enough? About how I feel like no matter how hard I try, its never good enough for you? I just made noodles for you. Put my dishes in the sink when I was done. Wiped the counter. Set the noodles out for you and mom. Spent 20 minutes cleaning up after myself. Then you call me down like I made a huge mess because I fucking didn’t put the pan in the fucking dishwasher?! Its not even my week to do the fucking dishes! You say I left a mess because there was one pan in the sink? No matter how hard I try it will never be good enough for you. Its like you can’t believe I can get a job done in one try.
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