The Hurting

Prologue

They say that the pain will pass. They say that time heals all wounds, both physically and mentally. They say that it is love that will last forever. But apparently these people did not know what they were talking about. Mostly it's love that causes us to hurt each other, a teacher once told me. I don't believe that. I cannot believe that, not in my case. Love blinds people. This is true. Very true. For sometimes love blinds someone so much that this person closes his eyes to the truth. This someone is my brother. And the truth he doesn't see? It's the truth that our father is no longer the one he knew years ago.

According to my brother, our father's actions are proof of his "love" for me. He wanted to harden me, to help me to find my way through society later. But if that's love then I wonder what anger is, what hate is, because I can not imagine anything worse than this so-called love. If this is love, then I never want to love or be loved.