i. Dishes breaking, objects crashing, my father and mother shouting and screaming at each other: I grew up to these. These became my music when I was seven.
ii. One time, maybe my father got tired of hearing all the nags from my mother and didn’t give a **** anymore. He left us on the 24th of December. This was my Christmas Eve experience when I was eleven.
iii. After months or even years of being ‘somewhat’ catatonic, my mother took her life maybe because of depression. She was mentally dead before, anyway. This was my birthday gift when I was twelve.
iv. I grew up orphaned and alone. Didn’t have the slightest chance to be taken cared of and protected.
Years later, I received a letter telling me that my father is sick of leukemia, stage 4. This was what welcomed me after my graduation rites. Seems that this was my graduation gift afterall.
v. Right after reading the letter, I immediately rushed to where my father is.
vi. Because even just for his last days, I want to be with my dad. I wanna take care of him.. even though I was never engulfed by his sweet protection.
Dec 16, 2014
Dec 16, 2014 at 1:50 PM UTC
i. Dishes breaking, objects crashing, my father and mother shouting and screaming at each other: I grew up to these. These became my music when I was seven.
ii. One time, maybe my father got tired of hearing all the nags from my mother and didn’t give a **** anymore. He left us on the 24th of December. This was my Christmas Eve experience when I was eleven.
iii. After months or even years of being ‘somewhat’ catatonic, my mother took her life maybe because of depression. She was mentally dead before, anyway. This was my birthday gift when I was twelve.
iv. I grew up orphaned and alone. Didn’t have the slightest chance to be taken cared of and protected.
Years later, I received a letter telling me that my father is sick of leukemia, stage 4. This was what welcomed me after my graduation rites. Seems that this was my graduation gift afterall.
v. Right after reading the letter, I immediately rushed to where my father is.
vi. Because even just for his last days, I want to be with my dad. I wanna take care of him.. even though I was never engulfed by his sweet protection.
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