Wow, I guess another entry.

There hasn't been much to my life besides the guilt, the sadness, and the pain I feel every day.

Ever since my Sweet 15, I have dreaded visiting Marisol( a niece of mine, older by 2 weeks) because I was the stupid-est aunt ever by turning my back on her. I chose Gaby( another niece of mine) over her. I hated that I did that.

Now we're all bitches to each other and I hate it.

And the sadness. I wonder when I'll crack from all the sadness and worthlessness I feel from years ago. I feel as though I keep on hearing those same low-bearing words. And the comments I receive everyday from my parents. (You don't look good in those clothes, you are so skinny, etc). Like they don't appreciate what they've got.

And the pain of knowing that I hurt everyone I love and care for.