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So my little brother just called me fat three or four times. Thanks, Jake. You know how to screw your big sister up.
And you know, it really shouldn't matter what he thinks of me, he's my little brother, he doesn't mean anything. But maybe that's why it hurts - Because he IS my little brother.
I hit him in the head, my mom told him he was asking for it, and I came in here and cried.
I didn't even do anything to provoke him. I was just sitting there, minding my own damned business. I mind my own business, and I STILL manage to have my self-esteem knocked down a notch or twenty.
I dislike myself. I don't know why, I always have. I don't think I've ever been comfortable in my own skin. It bugs me. And just to be insulted by someone I'm related to makes me realize more so that people do notice you. I don't want to be noticed. I want the entirety of the world population to be cardboard floating boxes with voices. That way we couldn't insult each other based on looks, but more so based on intelligence levels.
And I honestly can't hurt my brothers feelings back. He's too STUPID to understand anything like that. I wouldn't be suprised if he grows up and is still living at home as a thirty year old and hasn't been on a single date in his life. If that were the case, I don't think I would feel the least bit bad either.
Bleh.
Way to hate on yourself, Kasey.
And you know, it really shouldn't matter what he thinks of me, he's my little brother, he doesn't mean anything. But maybe that's why it hurts - Because he IS my little brother.
I hit him in the head, my mom told him he was asking for it, and I came in here and cried.
I didn't even do anything to provoke him. I was just sitting there, minding my own damned business. I mind my own business, and I STILL manage to have my self-esteem knocked down a notch or twenty.
I dislike myself. I don't know why, I always have. I don't think I've ever been comfortable in my own skin. It bugs me. And just to be insulted by someone I'm related to makes me realize more so that people do notice you. I don't want to be noticed. I want the entirety of the world population to be cardboard floating boxes with voices. That way we couldn't insult each other based on looks, but more so based on intelligence levels.
And I honestly can't hurt my brothers feelings back. He's too STUPID to understand anything like that. I wouldn't be suprised if he grows up and is still living at home as a thirty year old and hasn't been on a single date in his life. If that were the case, I don't think I would feel the least bit bad either.
Bleh.
Way to hate on yourself, Kasey.