"My child, how can you behave like this? Do you know that this appearance of yours makes feel frightened and so unfamiliar? You are my son. No matter what decisions you make, no matter what you do, this fact will never change in my heart. As long as there is a day you wish to return to your parents’ side, I will welco you back without any complaints. Even if, in the end, there is only hatred for in the depths of your heart, I will still be happy. But do you understand? Every ti you gather all the pain upon yourself again and again, as your parents, we feel deeply heartbroken."
"We cannot bear to see our own family turn into soone like this. This version of you makes us feel unfamiliar. Do you know how much I long for you to be happy and joyful? Everything you do matters so much to deep within. I want to give you every good thing in the world, but do you understand? So things are simply beyond our ability to give, even if we desperately want to. Everything we wanted has only brought you harm in the end. You know that we as parents have no malice, we only want our child to live with ease."
"As long as our child can face each day with happiness, that’s more important to us than anything. Over the past few years, I haven’t given you much. On the contrary, we have given you a great deal of pressure. All this pressure stems from us, yet you have never blad us or held any resentnt."
"No matter where or when, I hope you can always rember clearly—you are forever my son. No matter what, this is a fact that cannot change. This outco is fixed. If you truly want to change this conclusion, then perhaps in your next life, do not choose us to be your parents. That way, you can live carefree, without so much struggle, without such exhaustion."
"The harm we’ve caused you over the years has made you feel that your life is full of despair, step by step. You haven’t found happiness or joy because of our existence. You only see us as a source of pain."
"I am incredibly grateful that this ti you allowed us to return to this ho. This decision of yours—this ti—we will not let it be a mistake. We will prove with our actions that you were right to make this choice. Because you have brought sothing different to my life. You let understand that I still have a ho, that I still have a son to rely on. I can, through my own efforts, slowly return to my son’s side and seek forgiveness from my family."
"You say now that you are thankful for letting co back here and feel, for once, what it’s like to have a ho. Do you know how much effort we put into this step, how much compromise we had to make? You never considered what we truly feel deep inside. You always believe that everything you do is right, but you forget what you truly desire most in the depths of your heart."
"You are my father. No matter where or when, I will always put you first. Because these years, you haven’t given any companionship. I know all too well how excruciating it is to grow up without parents’ presence. I am afraid, and I don’t want my son to endure the sa ending as I did. He longs so much for his grandparents to be by his side. What about you two—all the things you have done, with what reasoning do you declare them correct? You’ve imposed all your thoughts onto others. You believe every decision you make is right, but what is the final result? You’ve hurt every person who sincerely cared for you. You’ve hurt every one of those people who genuinely wanted to treat you like family."
"I have to admit, if you weren’t my father, if we had no blood ties, do you know what I’d do? I would exact insane revenge on you. I would throw every pain and harm you’ve caused back at you, word by word, blow by blow. But I can’t do that. Because we are tied by blood, if I do that, I would be betraying every principle, I would be letting everyone down. But is the truth really so absolute? I can’t let sothing that barely even is connected to make carry this kind of suffering."
"Sotis I really hate my parents. Why did you give this pain? Is it just because I’m your son? Does that give you the right to hurt without restraint? What do you take for? Have you ever thought about whether I, deep in my heart, feel pain, feel like I’m suffocating because of all your so-called efforts? You never cared. But everything I do, I rember clearly, the outcos my actions bring to each person. Why won’t you just think about it for once? If you’re willing to think from others’ perspectives, things wouldn’t turn out so miserable."
"I wish with all my heart that you would seriously reflect on your actions—what have they truly brought, what kind of pain have they caused ? I regret it deeply. I regret every decision I’ve made."
"If you hadn’t co back, maybe none of this would have turned out like this. Everything has gotten so far out of control. Yet did you ever consider things from my perspective, my struggles? Do you understand how difficult it has been for ? Who has truly understood the way I’ve trapped myself step by step, just to make living easier? But step by step, I’ve pushed myself to the edge, only to find that even if I gained every ounce of power I wanted, I lost the warmth of family I desired most. I couldn’t balance the feelings deep inside . What’s all I want? Just sothing so simple and straightforward. But why does everything, in the end, diverge from what I imagine, leaving with nothing but painful mories? What have I done wrong? Was it because I originally shut you out of my life? For that reason alone, am I ant to bear all this pain and suffering all these years? Why? Is it truly the case that every single thing you’ve done is flawless, and every single thing I’ve done is wrong? No matter what we do, we receive no forgiveness. We are repeatedly forced to reflect on our lives while watching how others have treated us—what have they truly done for us? Everyone else’s sacrifices pale in comparison to mine, yet everyone else lives more happily than I do."
"I will make everyone here understand clearly the aning of survival of the fittest..."
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