Robot...
Dear Reader,
At the party I had six beers or something, during dinner I already had two glasses of wine. I wasn't drunk.
I almost forgot how much I love going out... all because of my cousin.
He made me a robot. He always said that school and work were the most important things in your life.
I asked him once to get an extracurricular activity. He didn't want that. He acted like I was too stressed out to have another activity besides school. He treated me like I was sick or something, sick in my head, mentally not strong enough to have such an activity. No, my life was about school. EVERYTHING WAS ABOUT SCHOOL.
God, I didn't notice.*Fohking hell* I got these lessons from a workaholic, from someone who doesn't know the difference between work and life. I was so blind. I always thought he was right about everything, but now I see how naive he can be.
His wife said that he wanted to help me because he felt so much pity for me. She sort of pointed her finger at me, but oh no, don't blame me. He was the first one telling he loved me. I never begged him for help. I even said he didn't have to, but HE wanted it.
No... I asked him why he loved me. Because you always listen to me, he said. Oh my god. Our love was based on me listening to him and obeying him. I became a robot. This can't be true..
He's a horrible man with a great heart.. but maybe not always reasonable.
Mlle N.