I find it difficult to accept the fact that you're crying now. It is known as "tough love." My god, I'm simply telling you what everyone else is thinking but isn't saying because they don't want you to know. I don't give much thought to spit in your face or damage your feelings. You disgust me.

When I consider that we are related to one another through an idiotic marriage, I get secondhand embarrassment. I detest the fact that, whether at home or at school, I cannot get away from you. I finally tell you how much I despise you because I have such contempt for you