#evilprevails

I am the youngest.

I am the latchkey who had no one.

They would watch movies together and send me to my room; alone.

I was always alone.  I never understood why.

When I walked away to my room sad, she rolled her eyes.

I wasn’t throwing a tantrum. I really felt sad and lonely.

I wasn’t wanted.

That’s why they joke about it in front of me.  I’m wrong to be hurt by it. FUCK YOU!!!!!

It’s weird that everyone thereafter throughout my life treats me the same way  my family does.  It’s as if you were all flies on the wall in my childhood and now you do the same thing to me that they did.  They don’t care that you hurt me.  They automatically assume I deserve it.