Blood relatives are quite something, we never chose these people, yet some of them are demanding we respect or love them, sometimes these people will go out of their way to earn it and sometimes they will not, acting as self centered children.
Recently a close relative of mine, died.
They were not someone I wanted to have in my life, nor did I ever, a classic example of human nature.
However, their death did not fill me with joy as I had first anticipated, nor did I feel angry, or sad.
Simply indifferent.
Being that the person supposedly were close, I felt i different to the fact.
That, to me, is strange.
I am for in all stretches of the imagination, tired, I long for sleep.
This life we're forced into, by people, is not fit for everyone, yet most of us accept it and roll with the punches.
What can I do? What can I do.
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