I was watching Beauty and the Beast (show) the other day and it was Tess' birthday and one of the comments, I think Dana said it, was that she liked her birthday because the rest of the time it was always about someone else. Not to sound selfish ot self absorbed but I feel like that is what my life has been for as long as I can remember. Growing up it was always my brother who got the attention. he was the oldest and only boy and whenever he needed something he always got it. there were times when even when we were so broke we could barely buy food and we would go to bed hungry, they somehow still managed to find some to spend on him. even now, we are scraping by and they still give hime money. hes single, barely pays 1600 a month for rent, food, child support, and utilities, and makes 100,000 a year. yet he still expects them to come to his rescue as he apparently 'dont have any'. when he has made so many promises to send gifts and pay for my lessons or to come visit. he never pulls through. even my last relationship was like that. it was always about me trying to keep them happy and all I could ever focus on was making sure they didnt feel unloved. and sure, that probably sounds like im forcing myself to do it. but I dont know how not to anymore. I think thats why I put so much effort into my birthday now. I mean, my 18th birthday, I invited like 50 people. 6 came. I was so hurt. I cried myself to sleep. I just. I want to be someone he deserves but with what hes achieved and what ive done. it just will never happen. ive missed him so much these past 3 years. and just the thought of him being with someone else hurts so much. but he'll never be mine. because you can't lose something you never had.