They may not feel awkward if I just message them and gush out emotions, but I do. It's not that I don't want to and I know they love me, but it's still quite alarming.
Which is why I'm here.
Y'know, it's so hard to be home. I just want a happy, peaceful meal, especially when I'm not feeling well, but no. It's too much to ask for.
A sister who's yapping her head off with complaints and a dad who likes to shout.
What a nice combo. Let me get out of here now.
This, I guess is one of the reasons why I like time alone. It's peaceful, it's refreshing. No-one to disturb you, no-one complaining, no-one shouting. No brother who wants to play. Just me.
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