I can't believe I bought that douchebag a Christmas Gift. Why do I keep letting the bastard in again?

If you are not willing to share any moments with Lilo and I, there is absolutely no point on being in contact with you. You are so clueless about the negativity that you constantly radiate...it's like you feed off the drama, you enjoy hunting and breaking me down with your lies and your manipulations but when it comes time for you to make the efforts you've boasted about, instead you stink up whatever fucking moment I try to share with you.

Lilo, never, ever talks on the phone like that. She usually hates the mere sight of it near her face but today, she actually picked up the phone and babbled for minutes! She rarely does that for my mom, much less auntie Sue, whenever they call over, but you couldn't get your ass out of your head long enough to reciprocate the fucking effort.

I'm sorry Mitch, as you might try to rationalize later on, I'm probably the one at fault. Clearly, by asking that you make an effort to be in the moment with Lilo and I, I'm being a demanding, controlling bitch who expects far too much for you. Well, you certainly are not going to get the opportunity to be inconvenienced that way again. I'm tired of your toxicity, of your expectations of openness one my part when you insist of giving nothing in return.

If you contact me again, I will get hostile.