Trauma dump to my parents

I never felt enough, I'm filled with emotion, hurt, hatred and love. No matter the amount of times I've been manipulated by you, I still felt the reason to forgive you, because you are the parents who gave life to me. You are the parents who gave a roof over my head. The fear you made me go through as a child and a teenager will forever be a part of who I am today even at the age of sixteen. I still feel the need to remind you that I am not the girl you once thought I was. I went through hell and back. Sending me back to afghanistan was one the hardest time in my life, i truly wish you could understand how much i hated myself and my life at that time and how much you hurt me, you stole my dignity, my love and my passion, every since than i FEEL empty, but everyday I try to build myself up and tell myself I am enough, writing this with tears in my eyes. I dreamed of Yale's future, the big blue but you stole it from me, you never let me go anywhere and you took my dreams and threw them over my head. No matter how much I TIRED I never felt enough. You abused my love and dignity. You stole my youth and my life. Today you tell me, we are going back to Afghanistan as if you didn't almost end up there. You hope i dont lose myself to the western people, but I am the western people, it's written all over my face and clothes. I am who I am, and it saddens me that I have to hide that side from you, but I hope I never see you in another lifetime. I forgive you for my endless cycle of pain and hell but I will never love you the way I loved you before. I will never see you as the hero I saw before. I wish I had a real mother and father, too. You're just a girl, a girl who will be married and will have kids and do nothing but I am more than that. I will find my dream and passion again, I will find myself and build myself back up again. You had to kill me so that people couldn't laugh at you. You care about what others say rather than how I feel, always. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you. And I hate myself for hating you. I crave the way my friends' parents treat them, the way they love them and give them every opportunity yet they don't see how much they are taking advantage of their parents and I crave and desire those parents, real parents, full of love and more.