People didn't know what my sister made me feel.
I now have depression, a little bit on her, some on my family, and last was my self respect. I would always think that I was ugly.
Yeah I dated around seven guys but it only lasted a few days or two weeks. They would always break it off. But in two I broke it off since I know I was gonna get hurt. But about the ugly thing, is that how many people you dated doesn't count. It is what you think about yourself is what counts.
But I would always cry at night because of all the fighting in my life. My parents fight. My mom and older sister fight. Me and my twin fight. Me and my parents. My twin and my mom.
My twin would always say to me that I wasn't supposed to be born. And that nobody loves me because I'm a b****. It bothered me. It made me sad and it made me feel lonely.
