(fanfic from Harry’s POV)
Parents are God’s blessing on earth.
I know sometimes it’s difficult to live with them, but no one cares about us, looks after us and loves us as much as them.
I feel like a bad person for shouting at them for someone else’s mistakes. I feel like a bad person for my harsh words towards them. My parents have selfless patience towards me when I shout.
I had a dream just now that my mom is innocent and I should not shout at her. I’m filled with so much guilt, I don’t think I can ever do it again. I think it’s a sign from God. He has his ways of showing me things.
I pray that God gives me enough strength when I’m fucked again, to not bring up past memories and let those memories rest.
I have to live with the pain of hurting them for the rest of my life if I don’t stop now.
Please forgive me.
rachana rajan <3 