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It’s the fight or flight instinct that kicks your adrenaline and clarity back into perspective. Trying to solutionise, trying to empathise and be the pillar of support for your parents when both have broken down. For the children to grow up and be the source of strength. Today I heard my father cry on the phone for the first time, it’s humanising. But at the same time how does a daughters heart not break at the sound of her fathers sniffles and silence? He’s trying to keep his shit together and all I could tell him across the phone is that we will get through this together as a family. We will be there with him in a few hours. We’re going to be okay.

My Mother also told me she cried while trying to get her leave approved. My bosses also witnessed me cry today. After trying to be strong and talk through this with my Father, I collapsed into my seat and told my bosses I needed to take urgent leave. People really don’t fucking know the impact they cause to one another just based off selfish, evil desires. They lose the whole viewpoint of compassion and humanity. Only focused on ridding you out of the game.


I never want to see my parents so hurt. Neither do I want to see them cry.