I just called my father for the 3rd time today, and with each beep I got more anxious, I was actually expecting exactly “ignorance “, and that’s what happened, I was once again ignored by him. No it wasn’t even hanging up, it was just being ignored… I wonder why did it hurt, it’s not like it doesn’t happen almost every day, but why does it hurt every single time, it’s weird how one can’t get used to their own life realities.
While calling, I saw my mom getting fully concerned, calling my brother about 15 times to come eat, and going to make ready everything that he’d need for eating, and while waiting for my father’s response “or ignorance “, I was thinking why it wasn’t the same for me, I was much more tired than him, slept much less than him, and probably hungrier that him since I wasn’t home for lunch and skipped, and when I arrived home there wasn’t anything to eat( it was finished), idk why i felt another wave of misery and heart then too, again, this’s absolutely not the first time, more like the normal daily routine, so… it’s weird how one can’t get used to their own life realities…