Without going into too much detail, I’m a believer now. I’m still hoping I won’t suffer as badly as my parents did at my hand although I suppose I deserve to. What goes around comes around…
I can hardly believe how little I cared what hell I put my parents through (I had brief moments of regret, 5 minutes at most every so often) and now am finding out in a so far lesser measure what it feels like and it’s hard to swallow.
Oh well. There will be an end to it eventually, but it may be a while.
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