family?
Im only 15 years old.
I was supposed to grow up laughing, not flinching.
I was supposed to be held, not hurt.
To be told, “I’m proud of you,” not left alone in the dark wondering if I mattered.
I'm so tired. Tired of all I’ve been through and how I was treated like I didn’t belong. While my sister was the favorite, loved and praised, me and my brother were the ones who got beaten, punches, kicked and ignored. They never saw us the way they saw her.
What hurts the most is when my parents told people I was an accident—like I was a mistake they regretted. They said it out loud, proud even, like I was something shameful. I was supposed to have a childhood, not a trauma. Instead, I was just the burden they wished they didn’t have to carry.
No one cared how that made me feel. No one saw the pain behind the silence. I’m just so tired of being the forgotten one, the unwanted child who still somehow keeps holding on.
@ilovesky505 sits beside you and hugs you tightly 💖 I'm so sorry sweetie 😥 that was heartbreaking to read 🙁 some people are so very cruel, and you didn't deserve any of this🙁 and they don't deserve you. The obvious thing to tell you is to call the police or reach out to someone you trust, but I also understand that is not always a realistic solution for some. But In the mist of all this, please don't loose yourself, keep hold of hope 💖 just a few more years and you'll be able to get away from theese people forever, and we can count down the days together 💖 you are better than they will ever be 💖 hugs you tightly 💖 I'm right here for you 💗 we all are 💖
