My stay in Madrid. Family matters. Second part

I’ve been at my parents’ house for a month and a half and there are better moments and worse moments. My parents and I can’t stand each other most of the time. My father doesn’t tolerate or respect my way of thinking and I can’t cope with his intolerance and his only perspective of seeing things. He is very political and a bit racist and I am not political and not at all racist. He sometimes makes comments that are provocative. We can’t take him anywhere, let alone with people who don’t speak his language and have different ideologies....

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