Relatives

It’s hard to be nice to relatives whom your mum has bitched to about yourself and your sisters.

Weren’t we just kids afterall back then? Weren’t we suppose to be taught and not expected to perform?

Does she have such bitterness about her own daughters?
Does she regret having us?

Fucking tired of all the stares and judgmental eyes…

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