i do and i mean it. i really do love my family but why do they always be like this? i’m accepting the fact that i’m their son and i played my role in my family. i behaved well, i tried my best to be my best in everything i do. didn’t i make them proud enough? didn’t i do well enough for them? what do they still want from me in order for them to start thinking? a tragedy happened in my family and yet i’m the last one to know about it. am i too oblivious to my surroundings? am i too ignorant to know? why do they kept it from me? why my mom kept it from me? why my dad don’t even dare to speak a word when i confronted him? i just want to hear from him, words from him to explain to me what’s been happening with all those bills on my hands? bills that all add up to the cost of thousands and thousands more. why doesn’t he wake up from his idea yet? we’ve told him times and times. i’ve told him for the last time, i’m not going to forgive him anymore if this happens again and it did.
since he has decided on his path and i’ll be on mine soon. from today onwards, i have lost my dad. i have lost all my confidence in him. all i want is to feel belong in this family and yet i don’t! all thanks to him. he just broke my family, our family. yes, he did!