I'm pretty sure you're gonna find this one day, sis. I really don't care at this point. Our family was always dysfunctional.
Right, dad. Mom claims he's the best dad ever. He's not. He was an absentee father. Not a bad one, but not a good one either. I really cared about his opinion once, now I don't. He's an ass.
He is one of my ties tho. Currently. Maybe it'll change.
Mom, oh lord. Where should I even start? Terrible mother, but she tried to raise me fair. She's a lot of things, but Honestly, I don't care enough anymore.
She's less of a tie compared to dad.
Now, you sis. We never see eye to eye. We never will. At one point, I'm pretty sure I loathed your entire existence. Can't blame that ' me'. He was angry at a lot of things. But, honestly, you were good. I'm glad to have you as my sis.
So, why am I writing this, you ask?
Good question. I've never been a guy who trusts himself. I dunno. this is a contingency plan.
I've left lots of journals in my room. Burn them all. Read them, if you can. There's nothing good inside, but there's a story there, one you'd be able to find.