Something that I cannot wrap my head around is that father just doesn’t change.
His behaviour is ingrained deep in his bones.
He still doesn’t cover his mouth when he sneezes.
I’m sure if I wear shorts and step out of the bedroom,
his eyes will definitely be on my body and he will find any excuse to ogle at my body.
No matter how many times I talk about it here in front of the world or confront and shout at him or beg and cry for him to stop.
He just doesn’t change.
Mother will be suffering from taking care of the house and my nieces and lack of sleep, the whole day all day.
And father will be glued to the phone the entire time.
Whenever mother confronts him, father gets angry and shouts at mother.
But yeah,
he buys things for home and takes care of our needs and washes the dishes.
And he tries to change every time I speak about his behaviour and fails miserably each time.
Because he just doesn’t change.
rachana rajan <3 