
I totally feel what Eetah feels. I didn’t grow up the best when it came to my ex stepmom. She, to put it short was crazy. I remember my dad telling me that there was a time of year where god took one child away, and they never returned. I went out the next day, and asked him to take me away, and that I didn’t care if I returned (I was 10). When it never came, I started to question what I, and my siblings did to deserve what was going on, and I felt no matter how much I prayed they would never come true. I’m 22 now. I’m not atheist, but I don’t count myself as religious, and I want nothing to do with who people call the big man in the clouds.
Honestly at this point I’m just going to wait the next 30 chapters in hope we have old Nuah back at that point I like slow burn and all, but not this slow. It’s getting so repetitive to keep the angst going. Let them just be happy now, please.