I guess there’s something wrong with me because whenever I’m home I feel terrible. I tend to be unhappy. It’s probably because of how my little sisters mistreat me most of the time. I love them wholeheartedly, but they’re so disrespectful and my mom doesn’t even notice that this is affecting me badly.

Currently I’m not talking to one of my sisters because they were arguing about me, and she said I don’t know what it feels to be a parent because I’ve killed my own children. I had an abortion when I was 20 years old and I had a miscarriage when I was 22. It’s been two years since the terrible miscarriage and I’m not expecting anyone to keep on reminding me about that. I’m the one who knows that pain and I don’t expect anyone to understand.

Having siblings can sometimes break you, but the love for them will never break because it’s genuine. I pray to be on good terms with all my siblings.

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