Hey Bapak,
I'm sorry that I'm always angry at you. I don't want to be angry, I don't mean to be angry. But circumstances just don't allow me to just shut up and move on. You have your reasons and I have mine, and it just so happens that our reasons are so conflicting that it's just so hard for both of us to understand each other.
I don't like the idea that the situation allows it to look as if I'm the rebellious teenager with lots of angst and you're the control freak parent. All I wish is that there's more harmony in this family and more love that not only can be felt, but also be shown by one another.
Why is it just so hard talking to you, Bapak? Why can't anyone of us talk to you as comfortablyas we all talk to Mak? I've been trying, really I have. I think only Allah can save us all. :(
Lots of love and disappointment,
Me
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