Sigh, tension in this house is so high too. Seeing mummy so vexed is kind of upsetting yet being unable to do anything about it. Sometimes I wish I could just say what I have in my mind, that everyone would be nicer to each other in this house. Snapping at the stupidest things. Never holding back anger, it's stupid, really. You know, sometimes, I wna come home because sometimes it seems like a refuge, but more and more recently, it's the total opposite. The fights, the rolling of eyes, the outright quarrels, it feels like time going backwards.

Hey mummy, I love you. Don't cry.