I do not really like my home. No body understands me here, no one pays attention to me here. It seems like no one wants to hear what I have to say.
The closest person to know what I'm going through is my sister, Anna. She knows that I fake sleep sometimes, but that pretty much it. Otherwise she just has the same thought process as everybody else: I am being picked on at school. Which wasn't the case.
Yes, I did fake sleep, I layed down by the gas fire place, still warm but not on, because my dad just turned it off. I put my blanket over me, and turned the dog bed upside-down as a pillow. And I listened, listen to their thought processes as they talked about me.
They all think I'm being picked on at school, appearently Anna didn't read very many of my blogs, because I do say that Josh doesn't exist, a lot. It just seems like she doesn't really care to read my blogs really, just read one and she thinks she knows the whole story.
there's probably no point in telling u this, i don't even know if u get this...
ReplyDeletei but i know how u feel... no one listens, & we don't understand y.
good luck, Emily... u need it more than i do
Ok, first of all, I told mom and she wouldn't believe me. She denies it. She doesn't understand. And if you want everyone to actually know what's going on, you have to tell them yourself. I told her last nignt, I told her today, I even blamed Jackie for what she's doing, but she fumed and believes that she is not counterable for this. She is as blind as a bat for her actions and what she actually did to this family. We're not whole, and Jackie is mostly the reason why. P.S. Dad is really pissin' me off.
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