Fathers Week Monday
Today is Monday, the first week at my fathers home since my mother left him with my brother. My brother went back for his final years in school. I stayed in the appartment with my mother, it isn't far away from my father but still I don't see him so often like I used to do.
Now my mother is at the hospital because she didn't got along with her problems and her situation. I was sad, but I stayed cool in firt. Later on I cried but that is not the reaction that I expected from me. I'm scared if I'm now not so sensible like I was so, or I had to be.