I talked to my sister. I cried. A lot. It was good to actually talk to someone. To actually say it out loud and confess how I really feel. My sister helped a lot.
Shes a lot older than me so she knows more and more how to help. She's my best friend. Like above everyone. She probably knows me better than I know myself. She helped me so much. And I love her so much.
Shes helped me realize that its okay. That its okay to not know. Its okay to feel lost. Its okay to feel sad. Its. Okay.
She let me rant and vent and she knew exactly what to say and how to say it. I cried a lot but she also said that thats okay. Everything that I told her she reassured me that everything I'm feeling is very normal for my age.
I'm so grateful I have her.
After I was finished rant/venting she took me out. Away from our family because we both know they would ask why I was crying. She took me to hannahford and bought me comfort food and made me laugh. Genuinely laugh to where my chest hurt. She treats me like a princess. She knows just how to make me feel better. And I'm good.
I know it won't last. I know that its not over just like that. Somethings that I'm struggling with my sister told me she still is working on those things. I know that I will be sad again. Its human.
But I also know is that I have my big sister. One thing she said to me was I will always be your sister. It made me feel so safe. So safe to know I could trust and count on her.
It was the first time I really asked for her help. I've talked to my best friend before when my sister wasnt around but it didnt really help as much as this did. I know now that I can go to her. And I don't have go be afraid.
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Randomthis is just a place for me to write out my feelings and stuff. I dont expect a lot of people to read this I just think it will be helpful rather than keeping it all bottled up. I got this idea from a few of my friends(you know who you are) and just...
