I feel so sorry for my mum. I always thought she was a stoic. Now I think she's rather desperate. And I absolutely understand. But I can't do anything to help her. And that makes also me rather desperate. Fuck.
My father always asks questions. Or more precisely, he always says something and wants us to react. No one knows how to react properly. And my mum is rather tired of her life so she's stopped answering. Instead of that she's started using cynical remarks which makes my father mad, but as she said, nothing can balance how much she is cross with him.
And there's no solution. Really none. I wonder how this will finish. And who'll be the first victim (I mean the first one to die) in this dispute.
I'm sorry but I'm too drunk to think.
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