I’ll write a bit more. As I sit here and cry. I’m so sick of in my life being the scape goat or being blamed for everything. You know? I’m not this evil person. That’s why it meant a lot when you said that I’m genuine and honest.

I’m just me. And I’m a good person. And I care. I have respected my sisters health in so many ways. Ever since she stopped speaking to my parents – I never brought them up again. Even when I lived at home and I was depressed 12 months ago. I never ever told her. I did it all alone.