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That kind of makes sense. I have caught a lot of flack from people who don't know them. I felt like I needed to seperate myself from them. My dad only helps people so he can hang it over their heads, and then talks badly about them to his friends. My mom is the most unreliable person ever, and then she is supporting my sister who lies and causes trouble just because. And while I think the separation had a purpose, I still can't believe I gave birth to a whole other person who looks exactly like me when I was little, and they never even tried to meet him. Some days I think we are better off without them and other days it makes me sad.