The Budget of Paradox

Sophia,
I’m still thinking about what (your mother claims) you said about me: that I’ve “showed you” who I am. Your mother didn’t elaborate, but I’m sure it’s meant to be an insult.

Who am I? I know you were too young to appreciate this, but here is a true story about who I am.

I did the heavy lifting when it mattered. It was a labor of love. And my feelings never changed. What changed is that a bunch of limp-dick retarded faggot lawyers decided they know what’s in the best interests of my children better than I do… people you’ve never even met. And they didn’t do it for love. They did it for a paycheck.

Your dad loves you. If the whole world forgets about me, I hope you remember that.

Dad