Mother is a sympathy fucker who is just putting on a show and the world hurts me based on my mother’s charades, that’s the worst part.
She will go to any extent to fuck sympathy, to a point where she will not hesitate to sabotage my life.
She is extremely toxic and she doesn’t change at all. No matter how many second chances I give her.
She lacks emotional maturity too.
She is constantly playing games even when I try my best to love her and go back to how we were.
Father’s eyes and mouth are like ruthless vultures, I go into trauma every time I step out of the bedroom door.
They never change.
They are not doing anything now, but I have no faith or trust in them.
I have detached myself.
I’m just waiting for my money to move out. I don’t know why the fuck I’m waiting for my own money.
The money I have left is getting over too.
I don’t hate my parents and I keep forgiving them, but a part of me is dead and that’s my unconditional love for them.
I’m just waiting.
rachana rajan <3 