Should i be so hurt to learn that the love i have for them is not the same towards me. The unbearable pain of realizing i will always be the last choice when it comes to my family. I've spent my life consoling cousins, loving family members past their expectations. But when it comes to me I'm left to myself. I check on them but who checks on me.... I just want to know someone's there even if i cant be.
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The In Between
Non-FictionA book comprised of diary entries, personal feelings, and poems.
