"Dad, actually, the things I'm saying to you today aren't meant to blame you. I just hope that you can truly reflect on whether what you've been doing is right or wrong, and whether you truly see my mom as your wife.
Think for yourself how much suffering and pain she has endured all these years. Yet, she's never said a word about it because she knows she has to rely on her own efforts, step by step, until she can finally live a life different from others. I just don't understand what kind of reason could make you so heartless to choose to hurt her like this.
She is your wife. She is not a god, let alone a Saint. She can't continue to smile and act cheerful while being neglected by her own husband. Even I wouldn't be able to do that. Why can't you consider my mom's predicament from her perspective? Why can't you understand how exhausting and painful her life truly is?
