Complicated

MATTIA

Complicated?

There isn't a word like that in my dictionary. My father and mother taught us siblings differently. My mother is more critical in our personal matters, but not my father. He is a man who is really into money and hungry for power but loves his children more than his own life.

The problem is that my parents and I are always at odds. Never one thought. I thought isolating myself from the country of my birth was the best choice to escape from home. Well, I'm a grown man. It's appropriate for me to leave the house.

But for my mother? That is not true. My mother likes it when her children get together. We enjoyed bland hot tea together and then talked about our boring childhood.

"Alright, Mom! My people will pick you up at the airport!"

"Okay, Son, I have a surprise for you!"

"Suprise? You know I don't like that kind of thing!"

"Well, this is from me! Are you still going to say you don't like that?"

My mother should have been able to hear the sound of my sighs as if she