I hate guys due to my father...
I grew up with my father and its a shame.
because he doesn't treat his family well...
I grew up in a very broken family.
My mommy work for us while my Dad was just sitting around and make his son and daughters to be his nanny.
If someone would not follow, their will be pinch, slap or anything minor violence will happened.
Back then, i was afraid to voice out my thoughts...
I was afraid to take the risk because my Dad will shout, insult and hurt us.
Like he won't think that we are his children...
I grew up sad and mad.
My mom enrolled me to an all girls school and it was my home for around 9 years.
I was very happy to be there and it helped me to put some guts to voice out my rights.
At home, my Dad still does what he does.
He saw me like a growing rebel.
But no, i was not. I am just starting to defend my self. I am starting to clarify things.
He was dumb because he thought that i am dumb in acting smarter than him.
He doesn't think that a person like me can observe matters.
I didn't live for fantasy bitch.
This hate blooms and i hate everyone including my brother.
My brother who i always thought will be there for me, who will protect me as he is the oldest among us.
But i was wrong... He grew up like the said to be "Father" of ours.
From then, i assumed every guy was just like that.
Non sense and weak.
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HumorI wrote what i loathe. I wrote random thoughts about personal experience. I wrote mostly late night reflections about things i went on. Yes, i am insecure. Enjoy what i hate! That's all. ❤️