Ho ho ho, merry xmas! Yeah, it's the day we call a happy day... but I don't know, I'm pretty sad myself off late. No, I'm not getting some kinda "sure die" sickness or what. AND NO, I'M NO SAD THAT I GOT DUMPED, I'M NOT EVEN IN A RELATIONSHIP TO START WITH. It's, my dad... Well, I'm not going to go into that part of the story, but... It gives me somewhat a revelation that, things that you plan, won't always go the way you want to be. Getting a car before 25, a family before 35, a house before 40, all these kinda stuff are easy to obtain. But, getting a perfectly normal, happy life... It's just hard to plan and get them nicely.
I just hate to cry about these kinda stuff, when you know that your family is going to break down sooner or later, but as dad says, what can I do? I can't stop things that are bound to happen, it's just not in my power. Not that I'm good at being a middleman, its just that, sometimes, we're just powerless against these kind of stuff. I feel guilty and useless, but then dad would just remind me that it's not my fault. I've always wondered about this but, maybe it isn't. I don't need enlightment, I just want everyone to be happy. If dad's happy about leaving the house and going to some place far, then I'll support him. I love mom, and I love dad too... I just want you both to be happy.
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