You are, in every respect, a distant and cold dictator. You remain silent when I communicate, you're never there right when I need you the most and you're not all everybody cracks you up to be. In short, you're incredibly overrated.
So now I have decided to turn my back on you. True, my overall wellbeing is in your hands, a sit were, yet independence from your hypocrisy and tyranny means more to me than simply being well.
I may lose in this war with you, yet I want you to know that you abandoned and betrayed me first, watching me suffer for years when you easily could have helped. My forgiveness, understanding and tolerance is a heap of ashes blown by the winds of change.
You can destroy my life, certainly, yet just know that, if eternity is indeed a fact beyond consciousness, I will reject you with every cell and minute essence of my being.
Hate Eternal. —Beyond your grasp