it's not news
but I'm a shitty sibling.
No. Really.
Maybe in fact, obviously.
None of my siblings - no matter how they're related to me - give a good god damn about me and I know it.
If it was one of them, or two, I could say it was them, but it's not. It's me.
I could lie and say I was going to change and become someone they'd like, but I'm not, so...
I guess I'll just keep on being me.
No. Really.
Maybe in fact, obviously.
None of my siblings - no matter how they're related to me - give a good god damn about me and I know it.
If it was one of them, or two, I could say it was them, but it's not. It's me.
I could lie and say I was going to change and become someone they'd like, but I'm not, so...
I guess I'll just keep on being me.
posted by Auntie Pooh @ 8:30 PM
4 Comments:
At 6:26 PM,
C.Potts said…
Hugs.
My mother, strangely enough, is in the exact same boat as you -- 16 brothers and sisters, and none of them like her, except when they need something.
But there are the families we're born into and the families we make, and have no fear, those of us who count you in the families we make do love you very much -- even if we're major suck slow at mailing out packages in anything even close to a timely fashion.
At 4:24 PM,
B said…
You can call me sister. I like you. *keeps*
At 11:32 AM,
Moma Sue said…
Sorry to disagree with you but Tootie has cried because you haven't returned any emails. She has wanted to get in touch with you and you choose to not talk to her. Which is your choice but con't fuss because they don't want to be with you when you shun them. I love you
At 5:23 PM,
Auntie Pooh said…
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