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If it can be called this way, love letter

I love you, well I think I do. I love you even if you hurt me, yes you hurt me. And I forgive you, because I know you mean no harm, that it is just, the way you are. I have to understand that for you, faith is nothing but a word. A lie in wich the weak hide. and I belive you are wrong, and it hurts to know, that you think of me that way, a weak link, another link in a chain of lies. But to say that my love for my father, the one who is always there for me tha one who never leaves, the one who SAVED ME!, to say that the thing that has turnd my life around is a lie, is to say that my life is lie. You were not there when I fell, you were not there when I cried, but he was, and he picked me up and gave me the life I was wasting away. So yeah it hurts to see you insult my father, dancing with the enemy, the one who hates me, who wants to see me suffer. Im not asking you to join me, even if I want to, why give a gift that you are not ready to apriciate? I dont want to control anypart of your life, i just dont want to be hurt. I know to this to you sounds like some inmature rant, but hey! If I accidently insulted your father, wouldnt you rant at me too? No, I know you wouldnt, cause you wouldnt even speak to me again.So think about this love as you go to sleep. Because I im important to you, please respect what is important to me.
Whit love, as always
Me