Monster
You called me a monster when you found out, found out that I like hurting men.
I was sixteen. I thought the worst thing in the world would be being found out, but I was wrong. You found out and then it got worse.
You called me a monster. Your own daughter. What had you done wrong, how had you raised a sociopath?
When I tried to explain, when I spoke of the trust, the vulnerability…you asked if I like kicking puppies.
I love you, but I will never forget how you hurt me.