And here I am again, writing to self-pity of all these fucking problems.
With my sister there to speak on Sunday. We turn virtually word, I go to school and then I close my room, she goes to work in the morning and afternoon and evening at home, but I ignore simply.
My, ever since Sunday, still arguing. My mom told my dad that he can not come out so often in the evening, there is definitely something in that should be a bit 'at home, etc., and my dad replied saying that want to end up like her, it always ends in home and ages every day. So four days of fighting, the screams of evil .
And then some of my friends wonder why I am not able to calmly vivermi my story with Emanuele ("My He ")..! And we believe, with such a family as heck do I believe in love, thinking to find a guy who love me, and with whom to get along? But now I do not even notice it in the discussions in this family who have become the norm. And of course we have to pretend to be outside a happy family that you love. How much hypocrisy, how fucking hypocrisy! And even now there is no love in this family is going slowly as well, leaving room for ' hatred, resentment at to contempt, to' indifference. Perfect, a family falls apart, but all continue to simply turn a blind eye, believing that sooner or later maybe it will work out. But if you have not solved anything in two years or so, as I believe we can solve now? My mother even began to suspect that my father has a mistress, just think 'this family has much hope of reconciliation!
Okay, in all I thank you for the event as I have understood, as in the other post and I were close, always.
I love you guys, really.
Michela.
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