My life is not what it seems anymore. Well it was never a place I wanted to be. I have two sisters. One I'll call the monster. The other alone. Alone confided in me and said she sees no point in living anymore. While monster is the one that made her feel that way. Monster is a monster. She abuses alcohol and at time drugs (I suspect) even after my mom asked her to stop. My mom told me today that she has cancer. I have no idea to deal with that. But Monster said she was going to stop drinking.
A little background into monster shes 32 years old. Has three children. The last of which would probably not be here if it didnt fight for its life to be here. She has the house like an episode of hoarder. Claiming she shouldn't clean it because its my brothers and alones stuff. Did I mention that her boyfriend of ten years lives with us also.
I just want to get out of this place with my mom, alone, and my brother.
My skizo uncle lives here as well. He needs to get his own place as well.
If my mom ever dies of cancer I just want her to have good last years of life not bad.
I wish I had money so I could buy her a house. One thats clean. One that she doesnt have to deal with the bad.
-andrea
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