Parents Part 2

Here I am, in my hometown.
I came and faced what
I thought was a monster. And it was not a monster after all. Our mind plays funny games. It makes a little fear become a nightmare. All you have to do is face that little fear before it becomes a nightmare.

Yes, my parents are really concerned about me. They have supported me all these years and they feel tired by their child who is not responsible yet and behaves like a teenager. They are giving me a deadline. A deadline to stand on my own two feet. They are right.

I have to stand on my own two feet. But I need some support still. My travelling project is just a baby right now. It needs caring before it sets off. That's what I will do.

I do not have all the answers on how my project will evolve. But
I know that this is the first time I do something that comes from my real self. I know that I'm here on my blog every day (well, almost), writing about my joys and my struggles. Which means
I am commited.

I love them and they love me. They have a certain way of loving. And I guess I have a certain way of loving them too. I will not see them for a long time. So I might as well spend some time with my parents and sister. And then we can talk from a distance. They are quite used to it, because I was never too close. I left when
I was 17 and never came back to live with them. All these years
I was trying to make peace with them and myself. We have reached a certain point. Things are calm when I'm clear about what I want. What upsets them is me, not knowing where I stand. They get confused.

Yes, they are conserned. But my case is clear. And they are calm, although they don't really understand.

And that's my own, unique family...