65. Long-distance
- Natalie -
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‘I was barely ten when I had figured out… I wasn’t his son… He is my stepfather… and June is my half-sister.’
If Jacob hadn’t confessed this to me. I never could have imagined he has been carrying such heavy emotional weight around. His problems make my school troubles seem shallow. I cannot even imagine how I would feel if my dad ever acted with such indifference to me.
‘It f***s you up, you know.’
It will indeed f**k me up. I know someone with a somewhat similar situation. He is f****d up and bitter. Jacob, on the other hand, is kind and considerate.
I look at his face and see a slight wetness in his eyes. He blinks it away. His expression is painful but resigned. He has accepted it as his reality. Sometimes we cannot do anything but make peace with
