Chapter 13: the oppression in my life

Intellia

It's been 2 days since I talked to this guy on the blog, he had been texting me but I was so busy with my exams that I couldn't answer him. And I felt something weird, I wanted to talk to him, maybe I wanted to take a break from working long hours or I enjoyed talking to him as a friend with no interest in university projects, jobs from my family, social class. He didn't know me and I didn't know him too, that seemed more entertaining. I never read any of those messages but I am about to.

" Hi!

You know you don't have to explain yourself to me.

You seem too good, too innocent and loving to have these feelings for your dad after what he did to you, and nobody doesn't have any problems in his life. I didn’t tell you the whole truth about my parents leaving me; however, you did and you were honest with me that I wanted too and I just felt safe telling you all what I know about myself.