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Reliving a 14 year old self's response... It was every time mom gets me involved in any favors with the computer.
Reliving a cycle of -15s that was being stuffed by cycles of +7s that used to take 18 hours a day for 7 days a week...
At those times, I burnt out, hard. Hard enough to quit school... And the only social support available at those times, were in an online game. I used to divulged onto it.
Yet at the same time -- mom also did, but with a different platform and on the same PC. We fought times who gets to use them. Even I did used to fight her for ever touching any damn thing about it.
Like me, sure, could've used a support, but... What mom did on those online times was... That was my reason back then, not open minded enough for these things.
It wasn't the things that ANY child is supposed to ever see or hear about THEIR OWN mother. If you got a green-minded brain, then that's what I was talking about.
My sister and I knew, and acknowledged it. But a part of me remains unforgiving, unaccepting...
Why I was so against about her getting into any relationship with any men, why I felt so frustrated whenever she asked of me helping her with computer work... And why I acted very intolerant on party noises she and everything involving her party makes.
Wasted internet and electric bills, few years wasted stuff over some spoilt kid who couldn't get her head together... Yeah.
But it was damn worth it. It was better than ending up enduring too much and killing myself in the process.
And so, last night.. I gave her my blessing about having relationship with other men.
Ended up breaking the PC's CPU I used to own. Why I was so hell bent of keeping the PC to myself, because I felt damn wary that she might've 'touched' my own world.. When I kept forbidding her from her own. I went to bed rather feeling upset...
I'm forgiving her for it... I'm moving on.
It's just a piece of hard drive with memories and daydreams. I can always replace it, make anew or find the old whenever I want to. There is no need for me to cling on it.
And tonight, she brought her own CPU to use to. Woke up at 12 midnight for it for a problem that isn't even needed fixing! Acted really frustrated then.
The very last thing I had just said by now? I offered help and.. She declined. She'll study the whole thing herself she said.
...
I had cried, and still crying... Felt awful all over the place. And something fell apart.
It's over.
Now that just did the part with mom...
What am I going to do with dad?