Where do you draw the line?
It has been more than 10 years of absolute misery being thrown at me from whatever is left of my family. It's a part of my past that's blood bound, therefore not easy to throw away just like that.
I've done all that's in my power as a human being to limit the communication to close to nothing, not because I want to, but because I can't live and breathe otherwise.
In over 10 years I haven't received one happy call, one genuine "how are you". Their lives have been difficult, but so has mine.
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