I'm crying and grieving over someone who isn't even dead but may as well be dead to me.
I'm crying because I never thought that he could hurt me still.
I'm crying because I know that if I lose my bond with him, then I will be losing a bond with his wife as well as his girls.
I'm crying because I miss my nieces so much.
I'm crying because I miss my brother.
I'm crying because I miss my sister in law.
I'm crying because I was watching a clip of Full House, and it was of Uncle Jesse and Michelle. And it just fucking hurt. It just hurt, and it made me think of my nieces.
I was pushing these feelings down for a while now. I will feel them now. Maybe I will feel better.
This is all just because I didn't want to drink with him when I knew that this was going to happen anyway. I knew we were gonna fight anyway.
I'm done. I can't take this anymore. I have no choice but to cut him off. He may be my brother, but if he keeps staying in my life, my mental health will start to suffer again and I just finally got it back to normal.
I am going to miss my nieces so much. I love them so much. But they have such a shitty dad.
I'm sorry, girls. My pretty princesses. I will still be in your life. But only as an auntie from afar. I can't handle your dad anymore. I will try to be there for your birthdays, for your Halloweens, for your Christmases. But I can not handle your dad anymore.
It doesn't mean that I don't love you less.
But until then, you can reach out to me when you are older.
I love myself too much to let my suicidal and negative thoughts win again. I will still be around. AIW and AFW, I love you too so much. ❤️
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