“when i met him, you were a 9-month-old baby…” my mother told me the shocking truth after my father’s funeral. when i was a , i was lusting after seeing my father and mother’s actions, and i finally understood my feelings. after my father died, i couldn’t control my feelings for my mother, and one summer day i attacked her. my mother gradually lost her resistance because of her guilt for continuing to lie. not only that, but if you are violently committing it, you will repeat the climax while convulsing.
