Broken promises
A little girl once asked, "Mommy, what is the biggest crime a human could commit?" The mother squated down to her daughter's level, fixiating her gaze into her daughter's eyes. The mother was only silent -probably thinking about every wrong doings humans has ever done- then gave a weak smile.
"Being in debt." the mother finally answered. "Being in debt with unkept promises." the mother added, with a lump in her throat, she tried her best not to cry. Unfortunately, the little girl saw the sorrows i her mother's eyes and gave her mother a hug. "Don't cry mommy. I don't wanna see you cry because of daddy anymore." the young girl stifled a cry. They were broken. Their lives were torn apart by all the broken promises, which their "loved ones" made.
The young girl was me, Rayne, im 17 years of age now. Me and my mom have left dad for almost 11 years now. Im glad that we left him because the memories of my dad was only of the bad and scarring moments.
When my dad was around, we always faced with financial problems. This was due to his gambling addiction. We were always short on money, where some nights dinner was nowhere to be found on the table, we can't afford medical treatments , taxes and electrical fees were never paid on time. To make things worse we were in a debt. This caused alot of stress for my mom to handle and later on it eventually effected me too. There were countless nights where i stayed awake to my mom and dad screaming, countless times where i cried because i was scared of what might happen next.
When my mom can no longer take it in, my mom took me along to her parents house . She needed space from my dad. Im glad she went away from him because she was the happiest at that time. Unfortunately good things dont last forever. Two months later, dad came to my grandparents house and begged for forgivness. He begged and pleaded on his knees for my mother to come back to him. He promised that he would stop gambling, pay the debts off, and sworn to never make my mom cry again.
So we moved back together. The first four months was okay, he worked diligently to pay the debts off. But sadly that was it. After that he started to fall back. Every night he would come home reeking of either alcohol or smoke. He replaced his addiction with two new addictions and they were smoking and drinking. Sometimes he would come home screaming and being abusive towards me and my mom. I begged my mom to leave him. We did. We left him for good when too many trust were broken.
My mom told me this before, "When your dad begged, I was still blinded with my love for him. It saddens me to see him like that so i forgave him but even so... i couldn't bring myself to trust him. Because honey.. once a wall of trust is damaged you can never fix it back to the way it was." So I asked her, "Why did you went back to dad when you can't trust him?" She simply answered, "Because everyone deserves a second chance"
"Being in debt." the mother finally answered. "Being in debt with unkept promises." the mother added, with a lump in her throat, she tried her best not to cry. Unfortunately, the little girl saw the sorrows i her mother's eyes and gave her mother a hug. "Don't cry mommy. I don't wanna see you cry because of daddy anymore." the young girl stifled a cry. They were broken. Their lives were torn apart by all the broken promises, which their "loved ones" made.
The young girl was me, Rayne, im 17 years of age now. Me and my mom have left dad for almost 11 years now. Im glad that we left him because the memories of my dad was only of the bad and scarring moments.
When my dad was around, we always faced with financial problems. This was due to his gambling addiction. We were always short on money, where some nights dinner was nowhere to be found on the table, we can't afford medical treatments , taxes and electrical fees were never paid on time. To make things worse we were in a debt. This caused alot of stress for my mom to handle and later on it eventually effected me too. There were countless nights where i stayed awake to my mom and dad screaming, countless times where i cried because i was scared of what might happen next.
When my mom can no longer take it in, my mom took me along to her parents house . She needed space from my dad. Im glad she went away from him because she was the happiest at that time. Unfortunately good things dont last forever. Two months later, dad came to my grandparents house and begged for forgivness. He begged and pleaded on his knees for my mother to come back to him. He promised that he would stop gambling, pay the debts off, and sworn to never make my mom cry again.
So we moved back together. The first four months was okay, he worked diligently to pay the debts off. But sadly that was it. After that he started to fall back. Every night he would come home reeking of either alcohol or smoke. He replaced his addiction with two new addictions and they were smoking and drinking. Sometimes he would come home screaming and being abusive towards me and my mom. I begged my mom to leave him. We did. We left him for good when too many trust were broken.
My mom told me this before, "When your dad begged, I was still blinded with my love for him. It saddens me to see him like that so i forgave him but even so... i couldn't bring myself to trust him. Because honey.. once a wall of trust is damaged you can never fix it back to the way it was." So I asked her, "Why did you went back to dad when you can't trust him?" She simply answered, "Because everyone deserves a second chance"
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