A loved one gets hurt. You want to gather him/her in your arms and swish him/her away to a safer place where they will be far from harm, and you'll always be with them to protect them, support them, take care of them.
One psychotic parent coming up!
Am I the only one pitying my future kids here?
Nothing rattles you more than seeing your pillar of strength wobble...
PS: Yes, I am going through a philosophy meets introspection meets I-miss-home phase, with generous garnish of paranoia :-D
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I hear you. When I think of kids...the psychotic, paranodic side of me pops up every now and then !
homing instinct has kicked in :)
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