"Life has a bigger plan for us" is normally the excuse for the title. Yes, it is. But how much bigger and how much better? We can never tell the future so be objective. Say, we think something better may happen, try something worse may happen too.
3 years ago, I left everything to take you there. I ran away from my dream and tons of wonderful things in life just to get you back on track. You were depressed, you were ill and you couldn't even work. Ok, I brought you there. At first, I thought it was for me, for my future but it wasn't. It was for you, to see your old friends, to get away, to have fun, blah... I denied an amazing future and realised that I was left at out of no where. But you know, I was really happy too. I was glad that you were back, you had fun and I got a month abroad.
3 years after that day, I'm here, ready for my first final exams in uni. I finally made my way to the UK. I'm not supported, again, because you merely don't like it. I am told to go back in VN every summer and I sure will. I understand I have to go back, to take care of everything, to be a good son, to do housework, but to see my friends too. Honestly, I don't have many friends to hang out that much but I do have some; and they're a part of my life. You once told me to make my own footsteps. How can I do that when you're the only thing that stands in my way?
Thinking about what you told me on Thursday, I'm utterly speechless. My plan for the summer is ruined because of your plan of jealousy. Please, if you're jealous, just say it. I'm tired of "I'm not jealous, but I can't let him do that. I have to control." I don't mind about taking you to wherever you want for your health. I don't mind how long it will take. I'll do it. Your health is my top priority. But please, just understand how much your decisions affect the others.
Your son.
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