My mom came to me asked me several times if I will eat food or not and again and again… I must be arround her… I hurt her miserably… I don’t know what am doing.. but I am not doing right with her..
Seems like am adding more to buy a ticket of hell..
Just because I couldn’t handle some negetive outrageous snap towards me.. I take revenge.. on the name of teching a lesson.. because I want others to be better. What if I just accept what they are now and expect nothing from them..
Then it will be love, because what exists now isn’t love. It is but it’s lost somewhere… To find it back you have to accept her as she is..
Am cooking on my own I said to my grandmother loudly ” whoever comes between me and my exam I won’t care if he dies.. and my mother is dead to me…”
My mother took a bit, because she was trying to digest these words but she failed and she brust into tears and she called dad and she didn’t say any thing to me this time.. but I was able to hear she was saying to my dad “how bad he is talking” and she was sad and weeping.
lifespan 