Today, with no one home but me and him, my dad announced, "I can't take being treated like this anymore."
Hours and a fight of a lifetime later, with no one in the car but me and her, my mom announced, "I can't take being treated like this anymore."
The fights, the commands to move, the threats to call the police, they've been in a way what made the relationship of my parents. We love each other, but we hate each other three times more, and it makes the love even better. The statements of how over this is, fuck, I've been hearing them for years now. But something says that this time, it's real. This time, I pray to God it's real, even though it's a miracle I'm not sobbing at it all right now. For the sake of the sanity of everyone in my family, this era needs to end.
To people who don't know me very well, this just sounds like nonsense and I apologize, I just have no one close to talk to at the moment and I had to get my gut reactions out.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
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