My feelings for him are official. (From my last post).
And I officially feel like a sh*tty sister.
A lot of crap happened with my mom over 90% of my existence on this planet. And so when I finally had the guts to leave, I did. I am no longer there, but, unfortunately, my youngest brother is. I practically rasied him as my own.
I only get to talk to him once a week for about 20 minutes... I haven't talked to him in 2 weeks and I've spent the last week asking our mom if I could call him. I got nowhere.
Tonight? The one day I don't ask is the same day she decides to call me twice and I have my sound/notifications off. I missed both calls.
There's just so much and it kills me because I don't want him to think that I no longer care all because of one mistake. One accident.
Sorry... I just kind of needed to let it out. I have school in the morning, so I'm actually supposed to be sleeping. But, ya know.... Yeah.
Anytways!
Have a great night/day wherever you are.
Love y'all.
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