Note.

Whatever father did today was kinda an over reaction.

Even the constant cribbing.

Because he clearly knows what’s happening in this world.

So it kinda was an unnecessary and somewhat twisted conflict.


My parents don’t expect anything.

They always expect disappointment.

Because what if in case it doesn’t happen.

For some strange reason.

So they are living in the present and worrying about the future by making the present the only reality.

Because they don’t want to expect.

They don’t know how to process what’s happening.

So they do this.


But they don’t understand that.

By doing so they are fucking with my peace of mind.

Because I’m already going through a lot.