I has been ten years since I removed my biological father from my life.

My biological father Darrell was a volatile member of my past. I will save the gory details other than to mention that he had a untreated borderline personality disorder.

Ten years ago this week I made a choice to remove him from my life, permanently. He showed up at my high school, proceeded to beat me up, and take away the car he gave me when I turned 16. The last things we said were as follows:

Darrell: Give me a hug and tell me you love me.
Me: I wont do that, I will not say something I regret.

It is just hard to believe it has been 10 years when at times it still feels so fresh.