It was not planned. The wknd was not planned. It was offered, I took it. And now, I regret. I knew I would. Sigh.
I don't even have time to sit down when I came back. And it was expected. Before I could do it, it came. A slap on my face. What can I do?
It has always been a love-hate relationship and I dare say, it's getting worse. Sometimes I do not know why I came back. I blame myself for not taking neither of the two offers to stay back; instead, I chose to return.
And this is what I get when I come back. It's been 7months, almost and I'm still struggling.
Everyone is telling me that it's best to be home. I think otherwise. It may be a struggle to be alone back there, but hey, What's the difference back here? I try not to make it a habit, even after a long while, but caring for Sara seems to be a favour? A chore? I don't know. If it is, then I'm sorry. I will not do it again. I have had enough of complaints and sarcasm. It hurts. Especially when it comes from someone dear to my heart.
Absent makes the heart grow fonder. If that is true, I pray I have a chance again to live out of home. At least, those times, we had a better relationship. Sigh.
I don't even have time to sit down when I came back. And it was expected. Before I could do it, it came. A slap on my face. What can I do?
It has always been a love-hate relationship and I dare say, it's getting worse. Sometimes I do not know why I came back. I blame myself for not taking neither of the two offers to stay back; instead, I chose to return.
And this is what I get when I come back. It's been 7months, almost and I'm still struggling.
Everyone is telling me that it's best to be home. I think otherwise. It may be a struggle to be alone back there, but hey, What's the difference back here? I try not to make it a habit, even after a long while, but caring for Sara seems to be a favour? A chore? I don't know. If it is, then I'm sorry. I will not do it again. I have had enough of complaints and sarcasm. It hurts. Especially when it comes from someone dear to my heart.
Absent makes the heart grow fonder. If that is true, I pray I have a chance again to live out of home. At least, those times, we had a better relationship. Sigh.
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