angst??? (i created this like 2 years ago???? 3??)

sympathy

A/N: my bad yo idk if this is angst?? but eh

'she's my mother.. so why do i not care..?'

fie watches as her mother stares worriedly at the heart rate monitor, it displaying high blood pressure. fie found it hard to display sympathy and empathy. was it possible for people to lack those two important things to understand other's feelings?

"i have high blood pressure, fie. i'm so scared." her mother pointed out the obvious.

'you're always scared, mother.' fie thought, but she never dared to say it out loud.

'she could potentially die, aren't you worried?' the taunting voice inside her head asked, mocking her inability to care.

fie closed her eyes in attempt to drown out the voice.

this was her routine everyday; someone in her life would be upset, she says nothing, then the voice in her head would mock her. it's an everyday cycle, she's getting sick of it. she knows that one day, everyone will eventually realise she doesn't care and leave.

she wants to care, but can't find it in her. don't get her wrong, most of the time she really doesn't care. it was an advantage. but at times like this, fie was at a disadvantage. if she were to really die, what would fie say? that she didn't care enough?

that is the life of fie. of mine.

A/N: it's short, but eh. this story is actually based off of me so yeah. ik my writing doesnt really get like uh huge like the others but this is where i let out stuff?? idk the word for it LOL. js thought of publishing this, had a writer's block in the middle of this because i can't remember anything so it took like 2 months🧍🏻‍♀️ i first wrote it in october and it's already december haha. take care to whoever reads this.