I had a great day all day today.
Till I got home that is… uugggggggg! I love my family and my parents. But sometimes I can’t stand them. The arguing, the bickering the stupid nonsense of Day to Day idiotic stubbornness .
I’m so not like them. I look and crave for peace in everything, try to find bliss and fluidity in everything, they look at the negative, and constantly need to prove that the other is right. Does it even mater? Really. Can you just be the bigger person and move on?
My parents have a point… I mean it’s their house, It’s their rules. I get it. They’re not young anymore. Their health is failing, They need more care. I try to go be it to them. I try to make their life happy. I don’t mind helping them, Actually I’m honored to be able to help them. I just wish they could all get along. They’re just so focused on proving the other wrong.
Anyways I’m glad to be able to get this out and off my chest. My life is wonderful and I wouldn’t change any of it, I just wish we could be kinder to each other , we all have problems and we all go through stuff. No ones life is easy… some of us have it harder than others, wish they would realize that.