I have had a constant migraine since I got to my sisters house.
I think that being alone for so long really has conditioned me to be sensitive to all the ruckus that comes with a huge family.
I'm staying in my god daughters room. She's 14 and currently listening to some pop type music while she is working on a project. Her bedroom is in between her brothers and her sisters. Whom are listening to their individual music systems. So, I'm listening to three genres of music at once. All bad bands from what I can tell.
I love my family, don't get me wrong.... But I get a pang in my chest when I'm here. It hurts. This reminder of all that I could have... But I'm alone. I feel guilt for not being here more.
Then, today my niece, who has been my best friend since she could talk, told me that a boy she likes.. May have asked her to prom. She's a beautiful young lady. Smart, funny, kind, witty...
This news made me happy and sad. She's 16 going on 37.. And I'm glad that she is truly enjoying her highschool experience. This is the first boy to come in the picture and I'm terrified that she will get her heart broken. God, I think I grilled her far more than my sister did. Knowing she's getting her hopes so high, makes my chest hurt. This kid better not **** things up for her.
Seeing all my nieces and nephews are getting older, my mom looks more frail, my niece who wanted me to buy her converse the last time I saw her, asked me if I'd help her pick some heels for a college interview. Granted, its an early admission college.. She's only 14 but still. I'm depressed.
I just want to cry. That's all I want to do since I got here. Is cry and eat, because my mom is peer pressuring me to stuff my face. She's convinced I have an eating disorder because I don't want to eat too many carbs.
I'm ready to go home, yet I don't want to continue missing out on everything. I feel sick at the thought of just missing everything. Yet, I get so depressed being here.