I know you don't like me right now. I know you don't want to talk about what happened. Myself, I would be horrified if my parents had seen what we've seen and know what we know. I've tried to tell you with words and actions that my love is unconditional. I've said the words "I don't need to go backward and discuss what, where, who, when, why. But I do need to talk; and more than once. I need to talk about what's going on inside your head as we all move forward." That doesn't seem to matter or make sense to you. I don't need to talk so that I can sleep at night. I need to talk so that I can give you your life back. I want to give you your life back. I want to see you come and go as you please, hanging out with whoever you want. I want you to enjoy that cool, fun new Smart Phone your Dad got you. I want to buy you things and take you places. I want you to have whatever you want.
Right now though, I need more than anything to protect you until such time that, through our talks, I feel comfortable, you will keep yourself safe. And until we talk about how you'll do that, I will do that.
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