I have concluded that words are more destructive than anything combined, even more so when combined, and when I become a parent in the future I swear, I swear to use words only to build, not to tear.
so many lies intertwined until I can't decipher the end of truth and start of lies, when things like this happen I know its the iceberg of a bigger issue that no one dares to face, nor bother to uncover. why does he blame everyone but himself, why doesn't he see the bigger picture, the future of his actions, why can't he accept that he can be wrong sometimes, why is he ruining everything, why is he treating me this way, why am I treating him this way?
if my father hates who I am, who will love me, for me?