Friday, July 28, 2006

Blind Hatred

How many times is it possible for a man to insult his daughter in the time span of two hours?

I lost count.

The more I talk to my parents, the less I want to. The more time I spend with them, the less I want to. I really want to move away, hours away so that the distance strains communication and visits become impractical. The further, the better. This urge isn't new--it's been with me since I was 13--and frequently re-emerges though in varying degrees.

But insults to my character, to my intelligence, from my own parents? How can that be borne? Why must it?

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