I have no clue where to begin this letter. To be honest... there is nothing on this planet that I would like to say to you. I went into writing this letter thinking about all the things I want closure on... but as I sit here and actually type this I realize that there is nothing in the world that I could say to you that would make you realize how badly you hurt me. How you stole my childhood away from me. How you made me think that I was a worthless liar. How you made me doubt my own sanity. The things you did to me... well I don't even know what to say. Maybe in a few months or years I will be ready to write this letter. But not now. For now, you are still Amina, my stepmother. Nothing more. I refuse to talk to you even though Sunday was your birthday and my father told me I should... because talking to you for the first time in almost a year and a half would almost be like saying "ok you were right"... but you were not. You were never right. You are wrong and I am taking a stand. I forgive you but I can not let you be a part of me, or my family until you say you are sorry and acknowledge to me that you realize that all those 10 years you were wrong. I have taken 10 years of your abuse for bogus things that I. NEVER. DID. And I will NEVER confess to crimes I did not commit.
So go ahead. Any day now... my door is open. Come on by and tell me that you realize that you were wrong and I never committed those horrendous acts of violence... and then maybe I will let you into my life. Until then, I am sorry but I can not speak with you or have anything to do with you.
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