Guilty Love

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Let's start at the beginning. About 2 years ago my sister tried to kill herself. It was awful it tore our family apart, and by that I mean I was torn out of it and Abbie and my mom have despised me ever since. Honestly, I've never understood Abbie (though until recently I'd looked up to her), she had everything going for her, and then one day she just decided she didn't want to be around anymore, and don't think I'm exaggerating, those are her own words. She never accepted me from as soon as she knew about me. When my mom was pregnant with me she would try to squeeze her stomach when she slept, just to hurt me, and when I was 3 she pushed me out of the window, luckily there was a pretty substantial bush below - but she didn't know that. Oh, and can't forget the time she 'accidentally' almost drowned me and I had to go to the emergency room when I was 7. According to my parents it was 'normal sibling rivalry' and that 'she didn't mean to hurt me'.

She was the golden child, completely untouchable, and I was - I'd like to say the cinderella but I wouldn't hold myself to as high a premise as that - lets just go with the slightly bratty and mostly harmless younger sister (younger by 5 years).

Now, I'm 16 and a Sophomore, and she's a 21 year old Harvard drop out (with a mental age of about 9 might I add, and the entitlement you'd only expect from royalty or Paris Hilton - accept she wasn't as pretty and so couldn't afford to get away with it).

Anyway, her attempted suicide, she went all 13 Reasons Why on us and slit her wrists in the bath, she didn't leave a note or anything. I suppose it doesn't make a huge difference though, after all, 14 year old me walks in and I found her just as she lost consciousness. There were ambulances all outside the house for hours it was awful. I needed time and therapy to get over the ordeal and as soon as I had done, the relationships between me my mom and my sister all but disappeared.

That's enough of that for now, recently in my life, my boyfriend broke up with me, I lost my position as Student Body President and all of my 'friends' left me. Oh, and two weeks ago, I was arrested for stealing and using my sisters antidepressants for 'recreational purposes'.

My court hearing is in two days, and as usual good old mom is being as supporting as a cheap bra you'd buy on one of those foreign websites.