D told me yesterday that (girl at school) told her that I was not actually her father. Then she changed her mind and said it was (boy at school). She finally said she didn't want to tell me who said it, because it hurt. I can only conclude that it was you.
You're using our little girl as a weapon. That's not love. Can't you see the damage you're doing? You're trying to be our daughter's primary residential parent, and she doesn't even have a bed at your house. She told me it was "put up" and that she never sleeps there. She says you don't have running water. What the [censored] is wrong with you?
I hear you in the mornings on the way to school. I hear you make her feel guilty about not saying "I love you." I hear you make her try to carry the conversation (she's SIX!) and get angry with her when she doesn't or can't. I hear you make her feel guilty when she doesn't want to talk.
Go [censored] yourself! She's not a toy. You don't play with her and then put her back on the shelf when you're done. She doesn't exist to validate your feelings. She's a person! She hurts! She misses her mother, she misses her family, she misses her old life. You don't seem to give a damn about her feelings. You don't seem to give a damn about anything.
I want to hate your guts. I refuse to allow myself to do that. She doesn't need her father to hate her mother. She doesn't need to see that behavior modeled. She needs love. And affection. And attention. And security. And joy. Why the hell don't you try giving her that for once.
