See, you can't tell me who suspected me of sexual abuse because nobody did.

You tricked me into outing myself to her parents by putting me under a false duress because you knew it was the only way I ever would.

You tricking me into going to the hospital (a ride for a walk) is cancelled out by my using drugs as a way to compel myself into telling you about the budding romance.

You tricking me into "giving up" my entire relationship with my niece is why I hate you.

You throwing me out of the house as I'd just started mourning that and then cutting me off from the rest of the extended family was just salt in the wounds, not to mention extortion.

Ladies and gentleman: psycho-sociological abuse plus institutional oppression under the guise of virtuous intent.

You've lost a child; not that you care that much.

~ Bow