I don’t think people realize what they are capable of. I am going to come from a place of strength from now on, I mean I have to. I don’t know what my sister’s reasons were for doing what she did, but I’ve had enough. I made a mistake on Christmas by telling my parents that her boyfriend was smoking and drinking too much because I was concerned because he just came out of the hospital for a cancer scare – but obviously it was none of my business to say anything. I apologized so many times because of it, and I am tired. I am so tired of pleasing people, chasing people, and catering to everyone’s needs and ignoring my own.
I am hurt.
I am hurt I am being ignored and toyed with.
I am hurt that people who are supposed to love me don’t give a shit.
Why do we let people do this to us?
I have such a big heart, but that just invites people to stomp on it.