All I ever ask of anyone close to me, is to have my back whenever I need help. I will always have yours. Wipe my tears when I cry. Hold my hand when I'm scared. Listen to me ramble about absolutly nothing when I have to vent. Especially if the same blood runs through our veins. And in return I promise I will do all I can to be the most reliable being you know.
Is that too much?
I had always hoped my sister would be the one I could go to for anything. I always wanted her to be my best friend. Although we were never really that close growing up, I thought she'd help me out the best she can when I was in need. I was wrong.
I work with my sister, and because I'm still recovering from the ruptured ovarian cyst, it's hard for me to function. So she has to cover me. Well she's not happy about it. She thinks I'm faking it. I can't stay at home by myself, so I have been staying with my mom since I went to the ER. I can barely eat anything, barely sleep, it's hard enought to stnad long enought to take a shower. And she thinks I'm just fine.
Seriously, am I asking too much of her?
I watch her baby whenever she needs me to. I never complain. I help her out whenever she needs the help. If she doesnt have the money to buy baby food. Who helps her? I do. And what do I get in return? Attitude.
I'm at the point where I want to quit the job, move out of the apartment I share with her and move on. I don;t even want to be in this damn city anymore. I need a new start. It sucks that someone in my family makes me feel like this.
Is that too much?
I had always hoped my sister would be the one I could go to for anything. I always wanted her to be my best friend. Although we were never really that close growing up, I thought she'd help me out the best she can when I was in need. I was wrong.
I work with my sister, and because I'm still recovering from the ruptured ovarian cyst, it's hard for me to function. So she has to cover me. Well she's not happy about it. She thinks I'm faking it. I can't stay at home by myself, so I have been staying with my mom since I went to the ER. I can barely eat anything, barely sleep, it's hard enought to stnad long enought to take a shower. And she thinks I'm just fine.
Seriously, am I asking too much of her?
I watch her baby whenever she needs me to. I never complain. I help her out whenever she needs the help. If she doesnt have the money to buy baby food. Who helps her? I do. And what do I get in return? Attitude.
I'm at the point where I want to quit the job, move out of the apartment I share with her and move on. I don;t even want to be in this damn city anymore. I need a new start. It sucks that someone in my family makes me feel like this.
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magentalab:
bavarian cysts are no laughing matter
desireenicole:
Yea, I try not to laugh about it