Resentment.
I'm sure, you feel this is an article; defining resentment, its causes and the way out. Well, I hate to burst your bubbles, but... Let's begin:
What could be more better?
He deserves it all. I grew up in the house of a father who found pleasure in my pains, for many years; I suffered grievous beatings in his hands. Days; when he'd press my neck to the ground, days when he'd use a wooden rod to hit my nose; causing it to swell; making me look ugly and scared.
Days... days... I truly suffered...
Days, nights when he'll willfully throw me out of his house, locking me all out, only because I mummured while going to do his bidding, days when he would tear off my clothes; with me trying my best to cover the parts where my private part lies.
Days... days... A father!!
Resentment is what I feel for him through the years, how can I forgive such a man?! It's easier to say the word "forgive" but it's harder to actually do it, I see his face everyday and it makes me feel more pains... pains... pains, oh! resentment knocks so terribly on the doors of my heart...
When I was quite younger, I couldn't fathom what actually happened to my senses, all I know was that my own father almost led me into... into commiting the worst abomination a father and his daughter could ever... All to soothe the desires of his sexual urges.
Oh! You would curiously ask... Where was my mother?
Oh definitely, from the way he treated me, you should know, he had long sent her packing; away from his house.
Resentment.
the harboring of ill-will or anger against someone who you feel has wronged or hurt you in the past, and you couldn't stop it.
Poverty made him sober, I feel God has his reasons for taking out some people's wealth, now he's all out, looking pitiful and in pains.
There was a day he asked: "Why do you hate me this much?" I hissed and walked out. He has changed, and even if he hasn't, I'm no longer the little girl who was scared of his hands. If he dares touch me again, I definitely can defend myself. I've tried forgiving, it's easier to forgive when I don't look into his eyes... It's easier to forgive him when I'm far away from his house. Believe me I tried...
But...
Whenever I see him, old grudges comes back to relax in my heart. It's easier to tell a story, but how hard it might be; for the readers to understand the pains behind it.
Truly they say; one might never understand the pain of a person, but the person (him)herself.
Years rolled by as my resentment for him grew stronger, oh yes! I did try... Try; forgiving, but my past life just won't let me.
I don't know about your experience with your father, but one thing I know for sure is: "my own experience with him was hardly... ever a father and daughter's bonding."
I'm so filled with hatred, the resentment I feel for him has definitely made me hate the people in the world.
Oh! How can I forgive?.
As am typing this, there's a gun in my hands. What would you have me do?
Shoot him? Or leave him alive?
Till we meet again in my next article and in yours.
I'm guessing, if I kill him, my next article would be written in jail.
But... What do I do to quench the undying resentment I feel deep inside.
I really feel upset for you my girl but remember one thing one has to pay back for his/her deeds wearher it's good or bad , it's really hard to forgive but forgiveness is a great act you will feel soo good if you forgive him I know saying all this is much easy and practically it's soo hard , you should change your environment and leave him alone if you'll kill him your own life will be destroyed, you have to stay happy , May God bless you and give you more and more happiness