This post is the continuation of the prolonged family problem: Kindly read this post and this post before proceed.

It has been 5 months since the incident where me and the son of the bitch were in the fight, much to my mom and sister’s dismay. But, being a headstrong person as i am, i have yet to give in. I was still as angry as it was 5 months ago. *hint: don’t make me angry, lol*

Today, mom sat down when I’m eating my bak kut teh for lunch.

Mom: Son ah, how’s the bkt?

Me: Nice!

*silence*

Mom: Son ah, your dad had gave up in the business plan already.

Me: …So? What does it have to do with me?

Mom: Please, son… It’s been 5 months since both of you are fighting, and I’m suffering as the middle person. For my sake, can you forgive your dad?

Me: *silent*… I won’t put you in difficulties… don’t worry. (and that means a BIG NO)

Mom: Please! Just forgive your dad… please?

Me: I won’t put you in difficulties… don’t worry.

Mom: *starts crying* Why do you have to be so headstrong? Forgive your dad… please…

Me: I won’t put you in difficulties… don’t worry.

Mom stood up and went to her room. I continue to eat my bkt.

What does she expects from me? To forgive a person who killed my dream, my life and my dignity? My dad was dead, 5 months ago, in my heart. And you know what they say, those who’re dead will never be alive again. I know I’ve disappointed my mom to a very great extent, but I have my own feelings to protect before anyone’s else. As much as I can't stand mom's tears, I can't betray myself either.

This is such a lose-lose situation :-(

Tell me nothing ever counts
Lashing out or breaking down
Still somebody loses 'cause there's no way to turn around