So, it’s May.
Mother’s Day came and went…
My father’s birthday coming soon…
Then father’s day… and my mother’s birthday.
Last year, they were making their moves to trap and exploit me.
This year, they’re dead.
All I wanted was to forgive them for everything they did.
But they tricked me… they manipulated my emotions.
They fucking used me.
I still have twitches and a bit of PTSD from it all.
But in the end… it will be okay.
And if I am condemned to Hell for what I did to protect myself, well, I’m sure I’ll see them there.