A lot to stomach
I brought my sister flowers for her 30th birthday. It was the least I could do. I ended up going to her friends house. Here's where it gets interesting...
Some how she got a hold of some old friends she went to school with and they where in contact with other people she knew and so on. Turns out Travis was staying there. Now let me explain. Travis was my oldest brother Brian's best friend. He was always at my house, my mom treated him like her own, and he treated me like I was a princess. His little brother is my age and his mom didn't have a daughter so I was her "stand in." She always bought me dresses and spoiled me with things she couldn't do for her boys. I was always with my sister because she always had to babysit me and I thought she was the world. Point being I knew all of her friends and they were like my sisters and brothers too. Most of them were all at the party tonight. I haven't seen them since I was four so that was weird. But Travis was my sisters first crush and she has always been in love with him. Everyone always said they would get married one day, meant to be together...blah, blah, blah. When he saw me tonight he gave me the biggest hug and called me princess. And I have never seen someone more genuinly happy to see me in my life. He asked me what I was up to and you know the usual questions people ask if they haven't seen you in a while. He told me I was gorgeous, and always thought I was. He asked how my mom was and was heart broken to hear she had MS. He asked me what he could do to help her and said he will find a way so that she won't have to work anymore because he loves her with all his heart. She is going to surprise her tomorrow because she doesn't know he is in town. When I left he told me if I ever need anything to call him because my family means the world to him. So basically I am planning the wedding of my sister and Travis if you are wondering where I am. You should see the way he treats her...
On a serious note I was listening to everyone talk about memories of me being little and how psycho my dad was. Stories flew out of peoples mouths and I was shocked. My sister started saying things I didn't want to believe. I left because I couldn't deal with it anymore. My mind is racing right now and I feel like I was just in a lifetime movie because there is no way those things happened to my family. I don't know what to think right now. I called Sarah to talk because she is amazing and I can always count on her. On a positive note, something changed my opinion of my relationship with my brother Brian and I am thankful for that. Travis told me a lot of stories about how much Brian loved me, and protected me. Brian has always been the brother I have seen a few times and don't remember too much of because he moved out when I was five. I don't talk to him, and I don't even know where he lives. I don't like the fact but I really don't remember him. After tonight any part of me that had motivation to start a relationship with my dad has vanished. Small respect that was building up is gone, and replaced with disgust and bitterness. I know this sounds bad but as this just happened I honestly don't know what to think, or how to handle this. I love my mom and sister and have more respect and admiration for them than anyone else. They didn't deserve all of that...
Some how she got a hold of some old friends she went to school with and they where in contact with other people she knew and so on. Turns out Travis was staying there. Now let me explain. Travis was my oldest brother Brian's best friend. He was always at my house, my mom treated him like her own, and he treated me like I was a princess. His little brother is my age and his mom didn't have a daughter so I was her "stand in." She always bought me dresses and spoiled me with things she couldn't do for her boys. I was always with my sister because she always had to babysit me and I thought she was the world. Point being I knew all of her friends and they were like my sisters and brothers too. Most of them were all at the party tonight. I haven't seen them since I was four so that was weird. But Travis was my sisters first crush and she has always been in love with him. Everyone always said they would get married one day, meant to be together...blah, blah, blah. When he saw me tonight he gave me the biggest hug and called me princess. And I have never seen someone more genuinly happy to see me in my life. He asked me what I was up to and you know the usual questions people ask if they haven't seen you in a while. He told me I was gorgeous, and always thought I was. He asked how my mom was and was heart broken to hear she had MS. He asked me what he could do to help her and said he will find a way so that she won't have to work anymore because he loves her with all his heart. She is going to surprise her tomorrow because she doesn't know he is in town. When I left he told me if I ever need anything to call him because my family means the world to him. So basically I am planning the wedding of my sister and Travis if you are wondering where I am. You should see the way he treats her...
On a serious note I was listening to everyone talk about memories of me being little and how psycho my dad was. Stories flew out of peoples mouths and I was shocked. My sister started saying things I didn't want to believe. I left because I couldn't deal with it anymore. My mind is racing right now and I feel like I was just in a lifetime movie because there is no way those things happened to my family. I don't know what to think right now. I called Sarah to talk because she is amazing and I can always count on her. On a positive note, something changed my opinion of my relationship with my brother Brian and I am thankful for that. Travis told me a lot of stories about how much Brian loved me, and protected me. Brian has always been the brother I have seen a few times and don't remember too much of because he moved out when I was five. I don't talk to him, and I don't even know where he lives. I don't like the fact but I really don't remember him. After tonight any part of me that had motivation to start a relationship with my dad has vanished. Small respect that was building up is gone, and replaced with disgust and bitterness. I know this sounds bad but as this just happened I honestly don't know what to think, or how to handle this. I love my mom and sister and have more respect and admiration for them than anyone else. They didn't deserve all of that...