FAMILY NIGHTMARE

y husband is no longer the person I fell in love with, impetuously, in my youth. I no longer believe him to speak

the truth, not even what he tells me about himself. On the contrary, I believe he is capable of committing kinds of evil acts, which maybe he doesnt do. I never consider him to be pure and innocent. On the contrary, I believe him to be a person controlled by those I hate. My mother/my father are no more those marvelous naives I once admired so muchI perceived a lot of lies they told me, on purpose, only to hide their mistakes and flaws. Punishments and censorship to avoid facing their ghosts. The discipline, the morality and the courage that she/he wanted me to have and that they never had. The pretend love, full of possession and vanities, did not have the sincerity I imagined existed. My beloved children no more have the innocence of childhoodThey no more tell me their secrets, in order to hide their stains. They give their attention to people and things so material, so superfluous, so different from all the good concepts I taught them, in life. My brothers and my friends, to whom I told all my secrets, all my weaknessesTheir reward to me was laughing, ridiculing me and betraying my trust. Everything they said and revealed was nothing more than jokes and lies, to make them appear better and greater. Everything false. The worst of it was not even this: it was accusing me of things I never did, never even thought of doing. The reason for this attitude
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was to hide jealousy of me or some negative feeling. As they knew me to be someone who loves them so much and who would always forgive them, they threw out their putridity they have inside themselves. They managed to make me excuse myself for mistakes where I was the victim. They say I have flaws and never show my virtues. It is not a nightmare, Im awake THE END