No thanks,

I learned not to trust anything you offer me a long time ago.

It was always conditional, that hasn’t changed.

I’m not disappointed.

I’m disgusted.

There is a very big difference.

If you think pushing me to kill myself will win you my child after I’m gone. Then I hate to tell how wrong you are.

My therapist has documents that go to the lawyers in the event of my death. The paperwork was signed years ago.

The only access to him you have is what I allow.

I don’t expect anything from you these days.

You showed me at a young age that I am only around to make you look better.

No amount of throwing money at a situation can make up for the fact that you have zero emotional capacity to carry your own trauma.