The things I can thank you for:

I can thank you for the fact that I'll never be able to trust anybody,
because you were too messed up to care about me.
Your daughter.
You remember when The Lady beat me?
When I cried and cowered at every loud noise?
You let that happen. And other things.
I was four years old, but it's not like you cared.

I can thank you for my self-destructive tendencies,
because you were always drunk, high or going through withdrawl.
Great example for your kid.
You remember the cocaine in the living room?
When I found it near the remote?
You didn't care about it. And other things.
I was nine years old, but it's not like you cared.

I can thank you fir my nonexistent self-esteem,
because you always killed any pride I had.
Nothing could go right for me.
You remember all the times you called me a burden?
When you said your life would be better without me?
You hated me. And other things.
I was ten years old, but it's not like you cared.

I can thank you for my anxiety,
because you were constantly paranoid.
On edge.
You remember hiding knives around the apartment?
When you thought HE would kill us?
You were psychotic. And other things.
I was twelve years old, but it's not like you cared.

I can thank you for everything,
because you made life hell.
And I survived.
I'm scared.
I'm lonely.
I'm better off without you.
I'm sixteen years old, but it's not like you care.