I blurted out. You need to ask him to forgive you for that. My cheeks were hot as I ran to my room. The words wouldn't come. Anger welled up inside.
Bitterness is like a sliver.
If left alone, it will fester. It will poison you. For a few days, I told myself that if Dad would just write me first, apologizing for his behavior, then I'd have no problem asking his forgiveness for my bitterness. But time went by, and no letter came. One day I couldn't stand it any longer.