When at the end of the day I return to our home, yours and mine, mom, I do not speak, I have no desire or courage to do so, we don't even say goodbye anymore. We understand each other only through a glance and you, pitying, watch me full of tenderness and I, I feel so weak, so small, so naive, immature. I don't feel like the others, I feel behind, I feel lost. But I am aware. I know I shouldn't be like this. I know that you and I, mom, shouldn't be like this, having reached this point.

But mom, you will see, I swear to you, I swear with all my being, one day, near or far, something will change. And our situation will be different, it will be better. I don't know how I will be able to do it, I swear I don't know, but I will have to succeed, for you mom. For you who expect something from me that I can't give you.

But you know, you look at me and let it pass, you don't take it out on me, you don't get angry with me, you don't make me feel like crap. And so I settle down and continue on the wrong path I have taken. As long as you're there mom, you're there to keep things going. Because unlike you, I am powerless. You instead seem so strong... you don't know what tears are, you don't even give me the satisfaction of seeing you cry. Instead, you are even sweet to me, despite everything. Despite everything being a mess. Despite me not being able to give more to myself, but especially to you, mom.

One day, however, everything will be different. Because I can't continue like this. Even though I feel behind, even though I don't feel fit for this life, I have to roll up my sleeves. Because I don't want to disappoint you anymore. Because in reality, I love you so much. Because, even though I couldn't ask for it, I was brought into the world by you. And I thank you from the bottom of my heart. And then you will see that I am not done. I can't tell you how and when. But I swear, mom, one beautiful day everything will change.

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