LilyJamey wrote:I hope you’ll be happier now, seeing as that’s one less mouth to feed. It’s hard to raise ten children on a single, meagre IT IS SPELLED AS MEAGER salary, isn’t it?
You don’t need an irresponsible girl who fails in almost everything. You don’t need a wheelchair-confined girl who either can’t or won’t do the merest task to help you. You don’t need a self-pitying girl who can’t draw, or sing, or even play to save her life. You don’t need me. I saw that.
You’re right. I was useless. I was hopeless. I knew it, and I knew that you knew it. Don’t you think I saw how you pent it up inside? I could always tell, whether I was going out for , supposedly, a stroll, or taking an unnecessary afternoon nap, I could tell that you were frustrated, that you wanted to break down after your day of work. That you were dying for a rest instead of the pile of house chores for your pains. You always saw through me. You always knew that I was just avoiding work. And yet, you kept mum.
It hurt. Maybe that’s why you did it – it hurt more than any yelling could. Or maybe you just knew that old habits die hard, and even if you did say a word, I wouldn’t change my ways.
Every night I’d sob myself to sleep, scolding myself, tearing myself apart, when the real one who should’ve been crying was you. You were so strong. You bore SHOULDN'T THERE BE AN IT HERE?all. I never lifted a finger, yet I was so, so weak.
Remember the toys you bought me when I was little? Remember the pretty little teddy bear, the one I lost? I found it. It was in the drawer, under all the old photos.
If you see any tearstains TEAR STAINS ARE 2 WORDS there, I'm sorry.