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SC: LE ACCETTAZIONE

Gulf's

"My dad left us 6 years ago. Before that, I can notice that he's becoming cold and indifferent to my mom. Then one day, he told me that he'll be gone for just 3 days for an overseas transaction and guess what? He never came back. He lied. And how stupid I am to believe him." I told Mew while trying to hold back my tears.

He's looking at me intently and I can see that he's eager to listen to me as I tell him about my past while we're both lying face to face on his bed. His arms are wrapped around my waist and I can see that he's not planning to let me go any time soon.

And I am not complaining.

I need this.

I need him as I relive the pain from my past.

"Life without him is hard. Especially for my Mom. She had kept everything all by herself cause she's afraid that I won't be able to handle the truth about my father abandoning us for another woman. She always tell me, she's okay. But I know that she's lying and is struggling to handle the pain. Not until it became too much for her to handle. She's becoming more different as days goes by. She doesn't like to talk to anyone, our business is on the verge of bankruptcy. Everything's falling apart for me and my mom." I paused for a second cause I can't really stop myself from crying.

It's been like this every time that I'm recalling how hard it is for my Mom to handle her own mental health as well as her son's.

Mew pulled me closer to him and hugged me tightly to soothe me.

"Take your time." He said gently while planting soft kisses on my head.

And those kisses are enough to trigger all of my hidden pain to finally burst.

I started weeping cause I know that he's here with me and I can finally let this all out without reservation.

That no matter how long my sentiments are, he'd still lie beside me and listen to me until I finish telling him everything that hurts me.

"I've always thought how selfless my Mom is to worry about my mental and emotional state and it came to a certain extent that she already forgot that her mental health matters as well." I said, still crying hard as I hugged Mew to drew some strength.

He didn't say anything.

But his presence is more than enough to keep me going.

"I still remember how painful it is for me and Uncle Type when the doctor said that my Mom had developed Dysthymia. I can't help but to feel frustrated as to why my Mom had to lie about everything she's going through. I felt useless as a son." I closed my eyes amidst of the tears that are still falling from it.