Dear Mom,

Please stop calling me, my brother, and father "addicts" and leaving around books you're reading about "Living With Addiction In Your Family". I'm not an addict, baby.

And you can leave your notes about us being "called to comply with your commands" to yourself. I'm sorry you have not seen any "God-conscientiousness" out of us, but that is because you would pound us into the ground with the Bible if you thought your pastor would approve.

Also, please do not continually refer to me as "ignorant". It's really annoying.

Congrats to you, you successfully ruined everyone in our house's holiday with your nonsense.

Wondering When You Will Ever See The Light,
A