I’m the little sister. I follow my sister everywhere she goes. She can do things I can’t. I want to be just like her. What’s the matter, sissy? What did I do wrong? Why don’t you like me? I’ll do better. I’ll make you proud. I want to be as smart and pretty as you some day. I didn’t mean to upset you. I just want to be where you are. I look up to you and admire you. Why did you say you wished I was dead? You hurt my heart, sissy. Why do you want me to go away? I just want to make you proud, but you hate me instead. I listen when you talk, I smile when you smile. I let you vent when you need to. But, Sis, I’m not here any more. I left a long time ago. I built walls that wouldn’t let you in. You weren’t the person I should have wanted to be like. You were a monster I needed to protect myself from. You failed me, in every way. Hurt me in ways I didn’t know were even possible. But it’s okay. You underestimated because you never knew me. You only knew the person you created in your mind to hate. I’m no longer silent in the shadows, I no longer accept your hate. I have rose from what you’ve said and done to me. I am no longer the little sister. You had always wanted me dead. And now, to you, I am.
I am amazed to the level people will go to so they can make money. The biggest way I’m amazed by right now is child exploitation. Why would anyone choose to create an Instagram account for their newborn baby? The baby doesn’t have a choice. That baby doesn’t get to choose if the whole world is always viewing them. It also opens the door for pedophiles to get off on looking at the pictures. People do this, risk the child’s wellbeing, for followers so they can make money. The craziest part is it ends up being people with a ton of money already who end up doing it. There are soccer players right now exploiting a child they adopted. I’m sure that birth mom is currently heartbroken. I’m sure she didn’t sign into the adoption with the baby she gave birth to being plastered all over the internet so the rich can keep getting richer. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. I personally find it revolting parents are doing this more and more. Your child isn’t your income. You’re to love and protect your child. Not exploit them.
Did you know I said a prayer for you today? I prayed for your health, for your happiness, for your spiritual wellbeing. I asked God to protect you, to heal you, to keep you safe always and forever. I asked God to always let me be the one you want in your life and asked Him to make me always be enough for you and to be what you need and want. I also thanked God today for bringing you into my life, for letting me be the one who gets to love you and be loved by you. I thanked Him for the road that led us to the same path. It hasn’t always been easy, but we’ve gotten to where we need to be. Each day we get stronger, more connected. I believe God helped that to happen, so I thanked him. I hope you know I pray to God about you a lot. He brought me to where I was always meant to be and I’m blessed to have this life with you.