Ma and sis,
Meanwhile as war is taking place on the other side of the globe, here you are exchanging verbal artillery and screaming missiles at each other. My patience is at the very limit, especially when it is the wee hours of the morning and I am struggling with a programming project which will spell the doom of about seven to ten people, not to mention the burning of a few tens of thousands of invesement on this project, if I shall fail.
You two could be excused if this is the first time, but alas, no. You two have been exchanging verbal assualts since the beginning of the year. I don’t say anything 'cos I want to be the nice and fillial son or the good and caring brother, but please spare a thought as to what you are doing me, dear ladies. Or maybe because I am a coward and just seeking refuge from your two’s wrath and anger.
Sis, I know you are depressed. Gah, I am also depressed but I don’t take that as an excuse to lock me up in the room and do nothing but mop around. Yes, ma may be money-minded but we do need the money and you aren’t contributing any! Ma is already nearly sixty and I am going to be drafted for complusory military programmee, so what do you expect? Yes, you have your high ideals but we do need the money. Not to mention that now you get your youngest brother worrying about YOU next time shall we’ll be alone in the future. What do you expect me to do? Work and bring back money for you too?
Go out and get a job! Please, yes you are hyper-ultra-senstitive, but if your little brother who is utlra-senstitive (not as hyper as you too) could get a job outside, mix with people with a poker face and so forth, why can’t you? You cannot stay in the house forever. I don’t want to be tied down to you - I have my plans, a future to aim for and you are liability. Your irresponsibiltiy is giving me headache and heartache.
That wouldn’t be to bad if you don’t start arguments with ma. Or at least be co-operative and friendly to her. Ma is also coping with a lot of stress - she has to pay the rent, worry about your future, cook, work, wash the laundry and many others beside. Yes I know you did help out…but the majority of these things are done by her…
Please stop provoking mum, please, sis? Accusing of her ulterior motives is really uncalled for, especially when ma got into a rage and screamed “Why did I give birth to the two of you for?” and “You two are just like your father!”. I don’t want to hear these things - I am almost deaf now because the volume of my headphones I used nowadays when you two are going for each other throat.
Ma, please, cool down. Shouting at Sis won’t solve her problem. She got a really complex personality hindered by poor self-esteem and many years of failure and of being put down. Yes, I know you are scared that she’ll be like this for the rest of her days. I am too! What shall I do in the future with such a sister? At least she’s arguing back now, isn’t she? Not like the silent husk of a ghost she once was.
And…I wish to move out if this goes on, if I could and when I could. Don’t blame me - how can I say that you two are making me feel worse and more worried as the days go by? Remind me of the crappy dysfunctional incomplete family which I dwell it? Screaming complaints, without fail, like a ill-favoured sitcom scheduled to show at least once a week?
Please, give me a break. Give me a break. Sis, please go out and do something for this family. Last I thought when you could go out and work our family finanical problems would be solved. And at least your little brother would enjoy pocket-money like almost everyone else does. Alas, the age for me to get pocket-money is long over and you still haven’t got a work, a career and something to do for the rest of your life.
Argh…there’s too much bad feelings within this cramped apartment. Pardon me while I contemplate the universe from the roof-top and considered whether me being a puddle of flesh and blood at the bottom is worthwhile or not…