(from Harry’s POV)
Please give me enough money to buy a house for my parents and stay alone in my apartment. I want this more than anything God.
It’s only money that’s tying me in this situation I don’t want to be in.
It doesn’t mean I don’t love my parents, I do. But somedays I’m unable to love them because of everything they did to me and on those days I explode like a bomb. Please forgive me God but I’m only human, I’m unable to hold on sometimes when I think about everything they did.
When I feel love for them, which I still do, I will visit them and call them and be there for them.
Please free me from these shackles tying me to this situation God. Please.
I’ve already made that money God, but unfortunately people control my life because they think they have a say in what happens in my life and they make me suffer. They have nothing but hurt me all my life God, even if their intention was to help, empathize or whatever it might be. You saw everything God, you know everything.
My father still stares at my body no matter how many times I’ve voiced it. I’m not questioning his intentions but if something is making me uncomfortable, it is valid.
I’ve felt suicidal everyday for years because of him. But I still held on because you asked me to. I don’t think I have it in me to be in the same room as him for more than few minutes. I don’t wish anything to happen to him, but I really want to put a lot of space between us and talk to him only and only when my mind is ready.
Even now I’m dying everyday God. I don’t think I have it in me to compromise anymore.
Please help me.
please?
rachana rajan <3 