SCARING ME

‘You’re scaring me,’ I said as she described the life of her sister who’d told her she wanted to live a normal life.
‘...two point five kids, a husband with a well paid job, that’s what she’s got, stays at home all day being a housewife...’
...me remembering my childhood mother saying , ‘get a job, that’s the most important thing,’ and father, ‘I just want you to be happy,’
what the fuck was he talking about?
the two of them hardly speaking but doing their duty staying together for the sake of the children
blame us why don’t you?