Note.

The other day when I got ready and came out of the bedroom, father was facing the tv but was looking at me with the corner of his eyes.

So that he can stare at me when I come out.

I said what are you staring at and he looked forward.

This incident is still irritating me because of the brutal and traumatic past, which I do not want to say again.

I have been trying my best to forget it and push it out of my head and be in the present.

But him doing this brought back everything like a wave.

And once again my dislike for him resurfaced and I’m trying my best to smother it, not let it show and have grace.

Because things are different now and he is trying.

I keep reminding myself my parents are old and I have forgiven them.

Some of their habits are engrained in them and they never change.

I’m trying to just ignore these habits even if it bothers me.