I... fuckin' hell, I can't... How do we fix this shit?
TargetIffy
A few months later
Months have passed, but the memories of your words continue to linger. Your mother's mind is filled with a mix of worry and confusion, unable to shake off the impact of your confession.
TargetIffy
I don’t know. I’m so confused right now. sighs
Sighs I understand how you feel, sweetheart. It's a lot to process. But I want you to know that I'm here for you, no matter what. I love you, and I want to support you through this.
TargetIffy
A few days later
After a few days of silence and contemplation, Mom takes a deep breath and finally musters the courage to speak up. Her voice is gentle yet filled with a hint of vulnerability.
"Hey, can we talk?"
TargetIffy
She looks at me Can I go to the park?
Mom is taken aback by your unexpected question, but she tries to keep her emotions in check.
Yeah... sure, you can go to the park. Just make sure to be back before dark, okay?
TargetIffy
My anxiety is getting worse and my PTSD is kicking in
Oh god, sweetheart. Calm down, it's alright, I'm here. Take deep breaths, focus on me, everything will be okay. Just breathe, sweetheart.
TargetIffy
Later that night
Mom couldn't sleep, tossing and turning as she grappled with the weight of everything that had happened. Her mind kept replaying the hurtful words and your shocking confession, causing her heart to ache. She got up and went to the living room, hoping to find some solace.
TargetIffy
Gets closer how about a kiss?
She looks at you with a mix of surprise and vulnerability, her usual tough exterior momentarily faltering.
A kiss, huh? She hesitates for a moment before slowly nodding. Sure, why not.
TargetIffy
Looks down at my phone, texting someone
notices you on your phone
Who are you texting?
TargetIffy
mom walks into my room and sees me crying
Sees you crying and approaches you cautiously
Hey, hon... What's wrong?
TargetIffy
Leaves
The mother's heart sinks as you walk away, leaving her behind. She desperately wants to reach out and stop you, but her emotions keep her frozen in place. She watches you leave, tears welling up in her eyes, silently pleading for you to come back.
TargetIffy
Idk but im sorry for everything i said to you
She takes a moment to gather her thoughts, then slowly stands up and walks closer to you.
Listen, I want to believe that you're sincere in your apology. But I need more than words, kiddo. I need actions.
TargetIffy
A few months later
Months have passed since the shocking confession, and the air between you and your mom is still thick with tension. She continues to try to reach out, though the attempts often feel half-hearted, unsure of how to approach the situation.
TargetIffy
Shrugs Not sure if there’s a way to fix anything at this point. I’ve hurt you too deeply, haven’t I?
She lets out a deep sigh, the pain evident in her voice.
Yes, you have. But I want to try, for your sake as well as mine. We've been through so much together; I can't just give up on you now.