My Teachers

It's been a while...and that's because it's been a while since I've had the time to say anything. It's been busy, and that's an understatement. I'm tired most days and everyday I feel more like my parents when they come home from work- I just want to wind down and vegetate. School begins this Tuesday and I'm not particularly excited, and not particularly dreading it. As of right now I'm going with a flow and I take things as they go.

I've temporarily become an only child starting today. I remember counting down the days until it would happen. I kept telling myself it's what each member in my family needed. My parents wouldn't be treated poorly anymore, and in turn, they wouldn't facilitate the bad character that continues to grow within her still. And for us, there would be no more confrontations, and therefore, no more arguing. It's best. I hope with every ounce of my soul that she will come away from her foul personality and become genuinely good. Consistently good, not just sometimes or when she feels like it. I've learned this, and guilt, sadness, and self hatred were my teachers when I had finally realized what I was doing to people I love. Please, while you're away, learn and grow. For your sake and ours.