Fears

As i was reminiscing my childhood times abt my father wen i was a kid, everything from my past started to relive itself in my head. 1 by 1 it started to collect itself... those hurtful, scarful moments of my life that had somewhat moulded me into who i am today.

As i have remembered clearly abt fasting mth every year since i was small, i will be waking up to smack or in this case, a whack from anyth like a hanger to anyth long on e legs. As kids, we wld be expected to be woken up by a slap on e shoulder or sth lighter... bt by sth long and lean was way to oblivious to be awakened by.

Remembering all these memories from the past only makes my hatred towards my dad even more coz of all the pain he's caused every1 except for himself to have. If u're wondering what he's like, well, juz imagine an old man who thinks highly of himself, conservative, violent, controlling and demanding(there's more bt i won't be elaborating on that).

U might think that ur father or parents are more violent, well, this is my story, what i went thru and as a child. How i've come to hate men 1ce they get married, how cunning and canniving they are infront and behind the public eyes. Somehow, i'm jealous of how other fathers(i don't say parent coz my mother is an amazing woman only wen she's nt angry hehe) in this era, how they treat their kids(outside). Well, lets just say i wouldn't wanna know wat its like behind closes doors coz its their life nt mine.

Well, that being said, i was juz reminiscing how it was like last time living wit my father... even tho this is just a pinch of what i went thru, i hope parents will still be a good role model to their children in the future to mould our world into a better place. Happy fasting :)