Dear Dad,
I am writing this letter as a courtesy. But it’s more for me than it is for you.
When we last met, you spent the whole time talking about yourself and your problems. You were complaining and I just sat there and listened. The last time we met in person before this was four years ago. That’s a long time. But you didn’t think to ask me about my life and what I’ve been up to. You made it clear that you aren’t interested in my life, but I thought I’d update you anyway.
I have a boyfriend. You would have known that if you asked or allowed me a chance to speak. His name is Josh and he’s a wonderful and supportive guy. I’m so lucky to have him in my life. I’ll be moving to New Hampshire to be with him. I want to start a life with him and hopefully a family. Be it a family with kids or just a pack of dogs; it would be a loving and supportive family nonetheless.
In other news, my name has officially been legally changed. I received my new Social Security card a few days ago. Oh right, you don’t care because you refuse to use my name anyway. Well like it or not I am Ajay. Did you know that Ajay means “unconquered”, “unsurpassed”, and “invincible”? I think it’s fitting. I’ve suffered trauma and instability, yet, I’m still here, even though sometimes I wish I wasn’t.
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