i wish i have 100 hours in a day & just like SIMS2 i get like $500 every time i work, i can buy anything in the world, i can gain a skill point just by watching cooking shows & playing chess, i can simply fast forward or pause my life at any point i want, i can woohoo with anyone i want.
haha, skip the last woohoo-ing bit.
my life's in a mess.
period.
mom just talked to me.
aparently im the cause of their cold war.
& if they were to divorce, im the one at fault.
because of my stubborn-ness & rudeness.
i wish i could turn back time to that very sunday when that incident happened.
i could have just make do with what i have at home.
i can skip the study session & opted to study at home.
but no, i stood by my plans & went out without their permission, with daddy shouting at me.
i just slammed the door shut in his face.
now tell me, how am i going to gain his respect again?
im busted.
im tired.
im a wreck.
i never thought of it that way.
that its going to affect my parent's relationship.
that im putting my family in jeapordy.
that im just digging deeper into the pithole.
i put myself into this.
& i dragged along others too, unintentionally.
what moma told me made me move.
but i refuse to cry.
i refuse to admit that im in a wrong.
instead i pushed all the blame to daddy for being such an egoistic insane bastard.
i blamed him for being too engrossed with work & his only son that he neglect his 3 daughters.
i blamed him for thinking about his feelings only & not ours.
i blamed him for not trying to understand my situation.
i blamed him for being a bad father.
but am i being a good daughter to him?
was i too engrossed with school & my only boyfriend that i neglect my family?
was i thinking about my feelings only & not theirs?
did i try to understand his situation?
did i blame myself for being an egoistic insane paranoid bitch?
NO.
i never blamed myself.
why?
cos i never thought i was in a wrong.
i always thought that THIS is adult problems & kids should stay away from it.
but THIS adult problem raises concern to this KID. & THIS KID is the real cause of it.
i asked moma, am i the only stubborn one in the family. what about the others.
she said, as much as my education is higher than my sibblings, yes, by right i should have more respect towards daddy for supplying me with ample cashflows for my education.
but instead, i showed him more disrespect than my sister, who wasnt even allowed to get into UNI just because my daddy is stingy.
i dont wanna be superstitious. but when moma told me about the dreams, i cannot help but weep silently mumbling a prayer that it will never happen to my family. it will never happen. & im not even gonna think about it.
its like dejavu.
the previous times moma & daddy had a big fight & nearly signed divorce letters was because of me.
me.
me.
im the culprit.
maybe im not their child.
its really naive & childish to think about this now that im 18.
but really.
i created so many problems for them.
im the problematic child.
i see that then.
i understood that then.
but not now.
i apologised to daddy for being rude to him, i seek for forgiveness.
but did he?
no.
i wrote a letter to him, explaining full length about why my actions were as follows.
but did he even open to read it?
no.
when i passed it to him personally, did he read it?
no.
you know how i feel?
its like, my efforts of making things right is wrong.
every right i do is wrong.
i couldnt turn left cos there's nothing left.
i couldnt see that im living in this world alone.
as much as YOU tell me so, its different for your family, isk..
im afraid you wldnt be able to understand me now.
im a girl.
i see things of a different perspective.
im sensitive to feelings.
its innate.
ive been growing up in a very loving & doting family with many holidays, hugs & kisses.
& then when she entered the household,
one by one, it disappeared.
no more holidays cos most of the cash is tied up to her medical bills & all that.
no more hugs & kisses from my mom & dad every night before i sleep or before i go to school or when i come home from school.
because it may seem so FOREIGN to her & she'll say that my parents are teaching me the wrong values.
no more maid cos she think we're too dependent on her.
one by one, it disappeared.
subsequently, the tv time with family diminished cos she hogs the tv 24/7
no more movie time together cos there's noone at home to take care of her.
no more swimming time, hotel time, bowling time, golf time, or just playground time.
time is taken away from me, from us.
& this made us less united.
i no longer feel the way i use to feel towards them.
everything changed now.
now im blaming it on her, actually, it all boils down to her.
the ultimate grandmother of all mothers (or father, in this case)
she made me loathe her so much, she made my life so miserable.
she made my life living hell.
& i wldnt wanna live with her.
everything i do is wrong.
ok, so its against your values that having a boyfriend at the age of 18.
look at you.
you got married at 16.
look who's more gatal.
& was there any tinge of concern when i was hospitalised?
no.
happy got lah.
bitch.
grandmothers shouldnt be like that.
i know, im no grandmama to say this but.. nvm.
i was very hurt ytd whn moma told me dad's reaction.
mom's reaction was: picked up the phonecall, legs turned jelly, forgot to eat dinner & told daddy, & cabbed down to the hosp.
dad's reaction: watching tv, mom came into the room told him abt my news he said "malas nak layan" (lazy to see) continues watching tv.
you know how i felt?
i asked myself, if really, that accident was a major one, i fell & hit my head & had a concussion & internal bleeding or sth.
would he still come down & see me?
if i were to die, would he care?
all these things.
sigh.
i guess, we couldnt really trust stories.
cos they said, the family's breaking apart, the child gets into an accident, then the parents rushed to see the child, says sorry & loves him again. & they lived happily ever after. the end.
it never ends there.
fuck.
how i wish im still 8yrs old, being punished for getting "tiger" & "lion" mixed up.
i want our family to be the way it was 10 years ago.
when everything was perfect.
dad, dont leave us.
i love you.
happier note,
Mr Tall One came to see us.

