A friend told me the other day to go and face the "demons" in my life. Crude it may sound like, i realised he was right. I started by having that long procrastinated talk with my mom. I caught her off guard. She didn't expect the questions that I asked. I don't blame her. Things had been swept under the carpet for so long.
I'm glad I did what I did. It was the first step. The conversation with mom is not finished yet. I hope in due time, she would be ready to talk.
For now, there are other demons that I need to face.
