Dear Zach,
My dad and I are no longer in speaking term. This happens two Saturdays ago, after many days of bickering which manifested into one explosive episode of argument in the car while we were on the way to have a casual dinner. The tension of the argument between us was built up due to his nagging, my job, and his impatience. And there he said it there and then.
"Your mum was always sad because of you. Being gay and useless."
My breaking point hit the roof. I shouted back at him.
"If you both don't even like me, I might as well go kill myself!"
"Go ahead." He said.
I stomped on the pedal and accelerated the speed on the way back to my house, intending to kill both of us together by crashing us into a car parked at the corner. But I slammed on the break pedal, releasing a screech, just on point stopping in front of my house.
Dad was shocked and quickly got out from the car, before he shut the door, he added "You are such a weakling man. Can't even bear the work stress."
I drove off.
Since then, we are not on speaking term. We only speak when it is needed. 99% of the time, we never spoke to each other. He can go die for all I care. I've had enough being the good 2nd son. I am done being good to people. I am never going to be nice.
