My Mom or siblings don’t know this, but the very last thing I said to my Dad in the hospital room before he died was how much I hated him for his abusing us all and I was glad he had cancer was suffering and I can’t wait to incinerate his body so I could flush his ashes down the toilet and replace it with ash from the fireplace.

My dad died ten minutes after I said that to him and few days later I kept my promise and flushed him down the toilet. I have regrets about it but I made the mistake and told my wife and now she thinks I’m a psycho because of the hate I hold for my Father.

She haven’t spoken to me in two weeks and it’s making me feel bad that sees me as a monster, but she has no clue what it was like to be beaten by that b****** almost daily during my childhood.

She have no idea how much how broken inside I am. She is the only good thing that has happened to me and now I may have lost her in my act of revenge…