{Moss Legacy } Chapter 1 | Brydie
I left it all behind.
The pressure. The expectations. The misery and loneliness.
And here, I begin again.
It’s a small home. Quaint, colourful, adorned with all the “unnecessary, gaudy bits and bobs” my mother would definitely hate and find tacky. All the things I love and make me feel like I belong here.
The savings I had squirrelled away were going to allow me to live the life of joy I had always craved, doing all the things my parents had always considered wasteful and “not a way to make a living.”
I had never wanted for any thing as a child, my parents coveted money and prestige like their very lives depended on it and they were the whole purpose of life. So, I didn’t need to take an after school job while pretending I was part of the chess club, but I needed the money to be my very own - no strings attached. I needed to be able to slip away in the dark of night with no worry I would be pursued by police because I had taken some of their precious simoleons.
My want for a small, more sustainable and joy filled life brought them much disgust and disappointment.
I’ve been here for a few weeks now. Tending my garden, settling in, filling my soul and keeping to myself. Making friends has always been hard for me and I don’t know if I am ready to put myself out there. I’m not sure I’d even know how if I wanted to.
For now, the sounds of the birds, my hands in the soil or clay and fruit from my garden is all a girl needs.
Until next time,
dag dag x
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Confronting your parents' values is always hard. Interesting start.
I highkey love this style and the accompanying Sims portraits — it reminds me a bit of a web series that utilized the game for storytelling, and I loved it!