i’m jealous and i know it. i’ve been pushing her away because of it. i can’t control the way i feel.

everything she does regarding our family feels disingenuous. when she’s present, she’s the family girl– sweet, talkative, the center of conversation, the conversation starter. but when away, she leads her own and makes little effort to spend time with family.

i am not your chauffeur. don’t ask me to bring you your shit when you have your own car and a job. i won’t ask you for anything anymore either.