I wake by the sound of crashing glasses of wine and my father shouting at my mom
I change my clothes and head to the kitchen my brother is waiting for me... you might want to meet my family..
My mom is an alcoholic, my dad is a rapist and my brother hates and bullys me with his friends because I told him I was gay.
Unlike EVERYONE my sister actually cared for me, until she died, she committed suicide because she hated everyone, and I mean EVERYONE because she was lesbian.
My brother bullied me said I was a mistake and that I should just die and It's my fault OUR family is torn apart.
But I didn't say anything because I'm used to it.
