Cycles

As a child.

I’ve grown-up seeing my father abusing my mother. Still, I’d respected them for being my parents. Though, I hate my dad for treating my mom like that. And I hate my mom for allowing it to happen.

As a teenager.

I met a boy who taught me how it is to be loved. That love is different to every individual. I learned to forgive what my parents been through. The boy met another girl. And he chose her over me. I hate him for that.

As an adult.

I’ve been happily married for 5 years. Had a great time with kids on my side. Two years had past, the marriage was over. I hate myself for that.