I think it's me

BUT this house is SOOOOOOOOOOOO hot. I'm so mad still. But that's okay. I like being mad at him.
I want to say this:
I remember what it feels like to have no dad. I remember the pain I felt. I remember everything. I remember being jealous of my brothers because they got to see him. I remember crying all night and I still cry. I remember wanting to hurt him. So bad he'll know how much he hurt me. I remember that feeling of someone not wanting you. I remember how my tears started like they are now. I remember not knowing anything about him. I remember. I really do and nothing will ever make me not remember. I have trust issues and I can't help that. Blame Jason. Just don't. Don't blame me. I've been blamed so many times.