[nineteen] in Open Diary

Dear [sister-in-law],
I hope that, on your own deathbed, your very last thought is of how you harbored hatred and unforgiveness in your heart such that you kept your own brother from saying his last goodbye to his dying father.
I do not wish further ill upon you. I do not wish that your own children ever make a single mistake that you would hate them such. I do not wish that your awful husband ever leave you for a younger lady who doesn’t have thunder thighs. I do not wish that you ever fall on hard times and have to ever use food stamps to put food on your table. I do not wish that your own child spend his last penny to see you before you die only to be denied by a self-righteous asshole sibling policing others sins while hiding his own. I only wish that your very last, maybe even agonizing breath, is regret for spending your lifetime believing you are better than anyone else. And maybe painful. Yeah, I hope that it is painful, you fucking bitch.
And I kind of hope that every person that thinks you shit gold bullion finds out that you’re a gossiping, hateful, miserable fake. But really, I don’t care. I only wish that your very last breath on this earth is miserable and painful and that you ache for eternity for what a bitch you are.
P.S. I know you’re a bitch so before you notify the authorities, this is not a threat. I have no intention of ever having further contact with you whatsoever. My only satisfaction is that a day will come, hopefully when you’re old and ready to die, that you will regret being the biggest fucking bitch I ever knew and, maybe, just maybe, have the briefest moment of panic that you should probably go to hell for what a bitch you were. Oh, and painful, I hope that last fucking breath is painful.
And one last thing, I just can’t fucking believe it. I mean, I come from a fucked up family of drunks and narcissists, but not a single one of them would do this on a family member’s death bed. Maybe they wouldn’t speak before and maybe they wouldn’t speak after, but they have some fucking respect for the fucking dying. You know, some of my family members are so fucked up that I will never speak to them again, my own mother included, but none, no, I have never met and I wish to never again meet anyone as big of a bitch as you.