All the hell I went through, I still came back so strong. Having someone write a speech and share it with the world, explaining how they weren’t treated right and everything was everyone else’s fault expect for their own. An accident that happened years ago, in a letter shared to the world was done intentionally, you wanted me gone. The car door closing on my hands wasn’t accident, you said it so yourself you did it on purpose and didn’t care how much it hurt me. Our relationship, wasn’t a relationship just another one you could use. You could tell the world how no one in the family cared about you, playing the victim card, until they found out the truth. That all of us cared, but you didn’t cared. You used everyone single of us, until each source ran out. Don’t be pretending now like you cared or you are worried for me. You burned that bridge. Cutting ties with you and other family members was hardest thing to do, but the wise thing to do. You can’t get me directly, but you still humiliate me to world all three of you. You still have the audacity to ask why I don’t reach out? It’s because of this right here, as well as you take credit for my success. I haven’t forgotten how you treated me, or made me feel. You can’t just come back and pretend like nothing ever happened. I will always be the black sheep, but at least I had the strength to leave, To recover from survival mode and heal. Coming back so strong is walking through fire. Coming back from hell, and I still haven’t changed, but have become more cautious. I will never let anyone tell me this will be the only time I will get valedictorian or threaten me to take the opportunity when my grandfather was sick. I didn’t think he was going to make it. I don’t care how high your position is, you will never disrespect me, just because you are a superintendent. You don’t scare me and your narcism showed, there is no taking back what you said. I achieved even high then valedictorian today, but do you see me treating others around me like shit? It’s just a title, my grandfather meant more to me, then a title that I knew I would get again. Clearly you don’t know your students that well, you like to cut each person down to make yourself feel better. How well did that workout for you? I came back stronger, while you had to leave.