Dear Dad
We use to have fun together when I was little. I enjoy working with you.
Tonight I tried talking to you about more than work stuff. I don't understand why everything I do is wrong according to you. I've always been quiet and stayed out of trouble. I am a model child. That wasn't good enough! Everything I do is wrong!
Why?
I am sorry I was a good girl. It didn't get me anything other than hurt, pain, and brokenness.