sometimes i wish my family would kick her out. she doesn’t deserve us. sometimes i hate myself bcz i kinda hate her. i don’t mean to i mean im an official guardian to her when my parents aren’t there but it’s so hard not to. she doesn’t respect me or my parents. she’s like a hanging burden that i’ve been forced into life with. in the nicest way sometimes i wish she wasn’t part of my family, my happy family that was ok before she changed and became a monster
