Dear Sir:
Thank you for screwing up my kid. You made him so afraid that now he keeps thinking he isn't safe anywhere. You talked to and viewed him like he was a violent, out of control person, and now he thinks he is that. You told him he belongs in a mental ward and he believed you. You told him that the you would call 911 on him. But you never did. You only threatened, which is more intimidating and WRONG. You joked with him that every time a siren went by, that they were coming for him. Now when he hears a siren, he freaks out. You told your friends on the phone that you couldn't hang out with them because you had to take care of a mentally retarded 24 year old. He heard you say that. Remember his ears were not broken too. Now he quotes you all the time as he puts himself down.
He has regressed. He has PTSD. He is traumatized, as someone would be who suffered from emotional and verbal abuse. He has painful flashbacks. He is suffering. He is wondering why.
Dear Sir:
I hate you. And I wish I could tell him why you did these things. Do you even know?
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