You’re a spoilt little brat. All you ever do is sneer at me, insult and criticise me. You are a serial ghoster who acts like I don’t exist until YOU NEED MONEY. You’re so full of yourself, but you’ve accomplished very little, and the only stuff you have achieved is with my help. You dropped out of school at 16 to become a “model” even though you’re only 5’1. You strut around like you’re God’s gift to the universe.
Nepotism is the only reason you have anything because you’re a snooty, entitled, pretentious bore who has no work ethic. You’ve never struggled or worked hard for anything—everything’s been handed to you by me, your mother, and her lesbian lover. You didn’t study for anything, you never even took online acting classes or read books. You put no effort into anything, you just turn up and expect to be at the top of the ladder immediately. Other people your age are way more hard working and dedicated, and they don’t have zilch because they don’t come from a place of privilege. Don’t act like you’d have your own penthouse in NYC at 22 if it weren’t for family wealth boosting you up.
Raising you was a WASTE OF TIME AND EFFORT. If I could go back and remain childless, I WOULD. It’s fine if you’re embarrassed of me or dislike me for whatever reason you can think of, however, don’t be Little Miss Invisible all year ignoring my calls and messages, if you’re just going to turn up when you need something like money or a favour. What? I’m not good enough to know on a normal day, but the second you need something suddenly you remember I exist. I’ve seen those snarky posts you put on your social media accounts, writing poems and quotes about how “any fool can donate sperm, but not all men can be father.” WTF are you talking about? That’s not the only one, there’s a bunch of similar crap on your pages. Do you think I’m a Jerry Springer guest and that you’re some unwanted, neglected booboo?
I always provided for you and made an active effort to be part of your life growing up. I’m not a “sperm donor”, I’m your actual father who was always there for you, even after I broke up with your mother. Don’t act like you have a deadbeat father. I don’t care if I sound harsh or if I’m hurting your feelings, YOU ARE AN ADULT and you should know better than to treat people like trash. You’re beyond two-faced; drop people the second they’re not good for your image, not just me, you’ve done it to some of your friends too, I used to think they were just dramatic, but they were right about you “Miranda won’t be seen with somebody who isn’t dressed well, Miranda won’t drive around in non-luxury cars, Miranda doesn’t take pictures with unattractive people”---those accusations are ones I believe.
My life doesn’t revolve around you. I am an adult, and I had a life long before you were born. Is it really humiliating to you that your 40-something father has to file for bankruptcy because he has a gambling addiction? Does it really humiliate you that I “don’t dress well” even though I think I look fine? I am a human being with flaws and weaknesses, excuse me for not being a perfect robot. You’re not a sociopath, you should be able to empathize with me.
You’re so embarrassed of me because I’m “not cool to be seen with”. THAT’S FINE. I don’t need two-faced users in my life. However, I really wish you’d stop asking me for money. I WON’T BE PAYING YOUR RENT ANYMORE when you’re in San Francisco. You can keep the NYC penthouse, but that’s it. I’m selling the holiday home; no, you don’t have access to it.
People say a parent’s love is unconditional. Well, it’s not. I won’t tolerate being treated by crap by my own daughter. I spent 30 years being one of the most famous magician/clowns/horror actor/horror novelist in the world, and now I’m going through a moment of struggle, I’m just a waste in general? Drunk and disorderly in public? Oh please, I’ll drink at the beach if I want, I wasn’t hurting nobody.