Speak Up

when i was 6 my dad got into the drug life. He started off by snorting crack, Then it went on to smoking meth.. I was never able to go see my dad because of his drug problem. It was to the point where he couldnt even remember my birthday.. he would call me a couple months later and wish me a happy birthday.. And i would tell him " Dad, My birthday already passed 2 months ago.. " And he would tell me he is sorry and that he would make it up to me, I would tell him that no thats not what i want, i want you to stop.. He has been to prison for drugs and other things.. Well, When i was 11.. i finally got to see my dad cause he had been through rehab twice and he convince my mom that he has cleaned up himself. Well when i went to go spend the summer with my dad, He began doing drugs again. His same druggie friends would come by and smoke some meth with him. i would be in a different room and they would forget about me, That was the point where i picked up the phone and my dad realizes that i was trying to call my mom, he took my phone and said no dont tell her.. The summer went by like nothing, I told my mom everything, And then on, I never even spoke to my dad.. well years went on and im 15 now.. My father is in Prison now, He has been in there since i was 12. We have reconnected again and he is going to quit or else i will no longer consider him my dad or even become in contact with him..

Thanks for reading!