Insanity In Sanity

Insanity In Sanity

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Many would say they are insane, just as a joke. But I don't. Possibly because my sister is insane. But this isn't her story, it's mine. My story of my life. A life controlled by false memories, fake accusations, and reluctant arrests. A life I sometimes think is best not to be lived. I don't have a choice though. But you do. You don't have to be pulled into my story. You don't have to live my life. I do. So make your choice before you go any further. Touch my life, and see emotional suffering, or live yours in bliss?
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He had rules for a reason, or thats what he said. I did something wrong I got punished. I spoke out of turn, I got punished. I looked at him or ate without permission, I got punished. Haven thats what they named me funny isn't it? Ironic really. They named me Haven because my mom would say I was her 'Safe Haven'. What a pile of shit that was. She left willingly, she didn't depart because of some tragic accident. My father didn't kill her. She left because she was a coward who didn't want kids. As soon as my older brother went to college she left. I knew she hated me. I was the product of her love with another man. A constant reminder that her life didn't work out the way it was planned. He who ever he was is a phantom in its own. A deep rooted fantasy never going to come true. My brother left, my mother left, my grandma ignored, and my father broke. They let me give up hope on escaping and then decided to play hero. But I haven't forgotten everything I went through. Guilt consumes my brother but I don't care, you don't get to leave and then buy a reprieve of trying to save someone who has been dead for years. Besides lets just be honest I reached my breaking point long ago.

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