Welcome to The Land of The Broken Minds.

My brother is going to away to Malaysia for 14 months and I’m not going to be able to say goodbye. When he came home I said I wanted to spend time with him and make the most of it and we haven’t even spent 10 minutes together. I get that he wants to see his friends and his girlfriend but he’s forgotten about me. I’ve asked and he’s been “too tired” or “too busy” and its like he doesnt even care. I’ve had the worst weekend ever, it was meant to be the best one in my life, something happy before I have to say goodbye, but i’m not sure I can cope with all of this. Prom is on thursday and I haven’t lost any weight, im going to look like an idiot whilst my friends look drop-dead gorgeous. Fuck.