Just a rant about my sister.

[lerhat]

Just left my mom's, I'm a little depressed. My sister is about to move in with her husband's mom. Her husband won't send her any money if she lives with my mom because he says that my mom will steal it all. My mom doesn't steal my sister's money. My sister and her son live with my mom. My mom and dad support my sister and her son, why would my mom steal her money!? My sister's husband is the thief. He got a hold of my mom's debit card and stole all the money in her account, then all her checks bounced and she could no longer afford to buy diapers for HIS son. Me and Sarah had to chip in a bit and help out because of him. Also my friend Nick owed her husband some money, he paid him back plus an extra hundred dollars for my sister and her husband stole that too, spent it on a air rifle he didn't need. Now she is going to move out to the middle of no where, I'm never going to get to see my nephew because he doesn't like Shane being with me and Sarah because we might turn him gay. I'm going to miss that baby. I can't believe she is doing this. He just wants her out there so he can control her life more. It is breaking my heart to see her treated like this and she does nothing about it. She is probably going to be upset when she reads this journal but I am not blocking it from her. I want her to read it. I want her to know how much this is hurting her family. We love her, and we love that little boy. She is letting that thing she calls a husband take him away from us. My sister used to be such a strong independent woman. She never took shit from anyone, and she always stood up for herself. I really admired her. I come from a long line of strong women. All that has changed. When her husband snaps his fingers she jumps to attention. She isn't even allowed to go anywhere or do anything, she has to wait until he goes to bed so that he won't find out. It's sad. I needed to rant about it before it eats me up inside. I love my sister very much, and I love my nephew and it is breaking my heart to watch her let herself be treated like worthless crap. She deserves so much more than that, she could find so much more than that. Why can't she see that?

Anyway, I need to quit talking about it, it's depressing me and I can feel the lump starting to form in my throat. I will not cry over something caused by that worthless piece of crap. I will not give him the satisfaction.

P.S. His name is Eliot in case you wanted to know. I never use his name because saying it leaves a bad taste in my mouth, he'll always be referred to as the husband or the worthless piece of shit.