Sometimes, I really hate my family to the core. Mostly my "father". Having a child young was a mistake in my life that I recognize but my child is not a mistake. I love her so much even though I wish it didn't happen. My "father" always makes jokes at me about it when he KNOWS it hurts me. I know I made a mistake in my life. You don't have to reiterate that I made a huge mistake and insult me making me feel like the biggest piece of shit in the world. There are worse things I could of done, creating life is not a terrible thing. I hate you and I'll never forgive you.