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6:51 AM - August 17, 2016 About how everything i write sounds more and more like a goodbye, and how beautiful those words are to me. That they still bring tears to my eyes. Lately all i seem to do is air my grievances here, and dedicate entries to the worst aspects of my personality. Some times messages for people after i am gone, explanations. Things i want them to know, some that that i don't. Things i write when there are more bad days than good. When hope is hard to hold on. When i am angry, when i am tired.
- 5:45 AM - August 17, 2016 It is still bothering me hours later. Even swimming at the beach with my nephew earlier could not draw my mind from this. I could probably use the wifi at the library i know, but i have a hard time entering unfamiliar places. It's even harder since they moved to a shared building. I hate this feeling, and despise not having access to data that is not connected to my phone's plan. I miss so many things... 10:31 AM - August 12, 2016 12:53 AM - August 12, 2016 3:22 AM - August 03, 2016 You complain about our sister's children getting preferential treatment when you blindly ignore the fact you are doing the same for your own, just because you birthed them. They come first. And there is nothing wrong with that, except of how often you are patting yourself on the back for taking in two others and saying you treat them like they are your own. It is unacceptable. You cannot do that and expect your family to be a cohesive unit. The children aren't stupid, they pick up cues from you and take it out on each other. They know. They get jealous. They act out. Feel hurt. I kinda hope it stings when you read it. That you see some of yourself in it and recognise it. I only want the best for them, though i'm hardly close to your own. 9:43 AM - August 01, 2016 I wish my neice was more honest, less afraid to tell the truth. I wish she were able to explain how she felt to A without emotional outbursts, without resentment or fear of punishment. I wish my elder sister questioned herself more. I wish she would consider how the children feel. How hard it is for them as well. There are times i see myself in both of the kids, more than in my sister. My nephew is closer in personality to me. My neice shares more of my interests. All i want for them is to be people worthy of love. For them to be happy, and able to function like reasonable human beings. 4:09 AM - July 29, 2016 Having to deal with strangers, with people I am no longer close too. People I no longer know. Facing all the things that scare me, that leave me standing at the cross-walk indecisive. 3:44 AM - July 28, 2016 4:45 AM - June 27, 2016 3:29 PM - June 19, 2016 She told a family friend it was because yellow paint fell on her, and i'm not going to lie i laughed. Like me, she's never expected to live this long. And now her body is failing her, just as her mind has. My heart goes out to the kids though, and i'm glad they haven't been told. To have to watch that increasing decline... They don't need that. I hope they don't find out until the end. That's harsh i know, but they have seen enough. Suffered because of her choices. They finally have a chance at a normal childhood, or what's left of it. I don't want to see that end. Her probation officer told our elder sister that if she doesn't quit now, she has maybe six months left. And i have no hope for her. I don't think any of us do. 12:59 AM - June 09, 2016 12:53 AM - June 09, 2016 1:11 PM - May 14, 2016 Today my nephew told me not to believe every thing i read online, that i should read more books. I was torn between offense and pride, but leaning more towards the latter. Not all books are up to date, or reliable either is what i sould of said, but all i did was smile at him. Then i wondered if some one had told him that, and ended up shrugging. It doesn't really matter. I am proud of him. I hope he never stops questioning people. 8:00 AM - April 30, 2016 11:26 PM - April 29, 2016 Because i do get it, but each year it seems like he needs more and more time alone with you. And as much as i love Aunty, it isn't up to us. 9:48 AM - April 29, 2016 9:34 AM - April 29, 2016 I'm just tired of feeling unloved. Of having to be the person they expect, when they don't meet my own expectations. I'm tired of being taken advantage of, of people taking advantage of my empathy.
1:59 PM - April 28, 2016 And i was. I hated people. How they could be so blind to the things i could easily see. The patterns they followed mindlessly. Never questioning. How they failed to understand others, to understand me. Were never as critical of themselves as others, as i was. And now i'm too tired to be. All i am is disappointed. 7:02 PM - April 26, 2016 9:35 PM - April 25, 2016 You made it my business when you came crying to me, never forget that. I finally got to say half of what i have been wanting to. And I'm hoping it hurt, because it was hard to say. I hope it made you think. I hope it made you wonder about what i didn't say. What i haven't. I'm an ass, but i am someone who loves you. Who doesn't want to love any one and still does. Who thinks he's shit for you, and still supports his side as well. If your angry, well.. I can't be that person anymore. That person who just ignores what should be said. That let's you get away, absolved and ignorant. When Caroline died, we lost that. Maybe it's time someone took her place.
10:03 AM - April 07, 2016 I do know this though, he would of loved her.
9:10 AM - April 07, 2016 And what i think is that it comes down to this. People are stupid, they forget. Not the pain of losing someone, but the fact that the person you are looking at right now, could be dead in the next few moments. That it is the regret that gets you. We look at each other and make passing gestures, but how far do we go out of our way to show our dear ones that they really matter? We forget that ghosts are the things they left behind. The things that make you smile, make you want to drive your fist into the wall so that there is some other pain, or simply rage at their graves. We forget that someday we will be someone else's ghosts. So ask yourself, what do you want them to remember?
8:42 AM - April 07, 2016 11:49 AM - March 17, 2016 9:11 AM - March 16, 2016 11:23 AM - March 03, 2016 "No, I spent most of my life having to be the better person, and i'm sick of it! All it does is make me angrier. And if i don't do something, she will never learn. She will keep making the same mistakes. She will hurt someone else." I can still hear the disgust in my voice, the conviction and the anger. That was the moment that our friendship ended. Sometimes i wish i missed it more. 11:51 AM - February 25, 2016 10:17 AM - February 25, 2016 I'm not sure if it was you or my ex-bestfriend who betrayed me to that counselor. Who made a woman i adored doubt me, and to think the worst of me for more than a moment. It still hurts now, those betrayals. It stings my pride but i can look you both in the eye without anger, without expecting more. I'm still annoyed about the drugs you gave mom. The ones that made her act out, that let her think she could treat me like shit, and not expect a negative response. That either of you wouldn't. The fact you never forced her to see my side of things, when you expected me to do exactly that. To cater to her whims as you do because she raised me. Knowing that you will always choose her over me. And the fact i still want my big brother back... Because i trusted him once, and could rely on him. That i loved him. 9:11 AM - February 25, 2016 2:29 AM - February 16, 2016 1:22 AM - January 28, 2016 3:12 PM - January 27, 2016 9:28 AM - January 22, 2016 8:56 AM - January 22, 2016 8:48 AM - January 22, 2016
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