I don’t know if this will get notes, and being honest, I don’t mind if it doesn’t, I just need to let it out.
I’m a very loving person. If I love you, I let you know. I’m always hugging or helping in any way those I love. Ever since my mom passed away, I try to let everyone know if I love them. But being that way made it very easy for people to hurt me.
Today, the one person I consider my best friend just told me he doesn’t care about me. My brother just told me that I’m dead to him, that he has hated me for at least a year and he doesn’t want to talk to me or see me again.
Why?? Because I asked him to help me carry a box back to the car. Keep in mind that I’m 5’1” and he’s like, almost 6’, so he’s really strong.
He told me that he’s just fed up with me being so useless, that he hates me being so short and needy and that he hates seeing me at school and hugging him ‘hello’ or ‘goodbye’.
You most know that I’ve always told everything to him, and he means the world to me, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for him. So, him telling me that he hates me hurt, bad. I’ve only cried this bad when my mom passed, and that’s it. Now, I can’t go to him when I need him the most.
I now it’s my fault he feels that way, and I want to fix everything, but I don’t know how to fix something I didn’t do wrong. So, it’s wrong that I like showing him I love him??
