Excuse me for this unusually depressing rant.
Today something ridiculous happened in my family again. I won’t go into details, but like always, my Mom, who I love but also pity at the same time, tried to talk me into doing something nice for my Dad because she wants to be this bigger person blah, blah, blah.
I agreed reluctantly, but I just keep getting reminded of all the bad memories and all the pain I have witnessed and suffered.
When I talked to my friends about what happened, I couldn’t help but start hating my Dad all over again.
His selfishness has cost me my chance of happiness.
I can be civil and friendly to him, but I will never forgive him.
This is the price he has to pay for what he has done.