She’s on her bed busy on her phone while I’m sitting on a rug on the floor whilst working on my laptop, she then says something to me but I don’t reply because my assumption is that she is talking to her Snapchat followers. All of the sudden she roars and starts complaining that I never listen to her when she’s talking to me. I have come to a place where I can’t even represent myself in my defense in the court case about socially appropriate behavior with my younger sister. A slave to this gadget called a cellphone and this one in particular moves in selfishness as it boastfully shouts ‘I’ for all to know and see; my sibling is far from living in the urban dictionary abbreviated ‘IRL’ meaning in real life. To her reality and conversations are held in the power of a gadget rather than searching for depth and meaningfulness tête à tête. I guess this condition that my sister has been predisposed to, comes with the era that we live in, where colleagues and I have previously defined; s...
If I could afford it, I would have a therapist, but I have got my MPV...