Dear Readers,
I finally confronted my sister about how she's been treating her son. She pays very little attention to him, and when she gets angry she is so close to abuse that it scares me.
When I confronted her, she told me that she hated being a mother, and that he wished she's gotten an abortion like she'd wanted to. As someone who's always wanted to be a mother, you can imagine how pissed off this made me. I told her that was too fucking bad, because she's a mother now, so she'd better start acting like a fucking mother.
This is why I hate my sister. She gets everything I've ever wanted. She's a mother, she's our parents' perfect daughter. And she doesn't even fucking care. How does she not realize how fucking lucky she is?
I am supremely pissed off right now.
Though I'm also a little bit proud of myself that I managed to actually confront her. I used to be pretty good at confrontation, but not so much anymore. I wonder how I used to be able to be angry with someone without crying.
Chao.
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Dear Readers, part 2
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