What my parents validated yesterday was their faith in me, or lack thereof. I am now so adamant about wanting to prove to myself that I will leave an imprint. I am not going to do what my parents want me to do, now it’s time for me to go after what I want to become, without their approval. They didn’t believe I would graduate from high school or uni, and for me to want their approval on wanting my own business is ridiculous. I tried sitting them down and understanding where they’re coming from, trying to understand why they don’t put effort in spending time with their children. I don’t want to pretend to have a caring dad when his rich brother (my uncle) visits from Mexico. That’s the only time he asks how I’m doing. I am tired pretending that we are a family. We can go days without talking. This is going to be my first Christmas without them. Do they call me while I’m on the other side of the country? Why am I always the one trying? No time to fall apart; from this point forward, I will encourage myself and be my own rock.
For from henceforth there shall be five in one house divided, three against two, and two against three. The father shall be divided against the son, and the son against the father; the mother against the daughter, and the daughter against the mother; the mother in law against her daughter in law, and the daughter in law against her mother in law.