This goes out to the women with disordered attachment styles. The women who get too attached too fast, too hard.

Those of us who get called "co-dependent" in Medium articles but "clingy" in real life.

The women who were girls with distant fathers, with disappointed fathers, with abusive, absent fathers.

The women with "daddy issues" who are "crazy, but good at fucking".

The women who were looking to get picked so bad. The women who performed the role of perfect girlfriend with unmatched diligence and skill. The women who looked for support and company through sex. The women who analyzed every potential mate with surgical precision to figure out the best ways to please, satisfy and entrap what is most probably the average low-life scrote. Because getting picked meant security and affection.

This goes to the former pick-mes, for whom getting picked by random scrotes was the way to cope with what the first scrote in their life did to them when they were just kids.

Know that your father should be ashamed for failing to raise, love and provide for his own child. There's literally no bigger failure in life. It's not you who should be ashamed.

You did what you had to do to get yourself what wasn't given to you. This coping strategy served you but it doesn't anymore.

Keep your head up. You're a wounded warrior, but one of the strongest ones. You're resilient. Forgive yourself for trying so hard to secure affection from males and rage against low-value fathers and the society that normalizes them. Put yourself first and never choose the trash your mother had to choose.