Last night I visited my sweet little sisters talent show, this is the first time in months that I’ve been able to see her because of my mom.

She invited my fiancé and I so we showed up and sat at the back. The whole time my mother was watching me and giving bad looks while gossiping with her friend. I couldn’t tell what they were saying but I’m almost positive it was about me as they both kept turning around to look at us.

Within five minutes of talking to my sister before her performance and hearing what she was doing as well as telling her how proud of her I was, I had to step outside because I was in tears. I thankfully pulled myself together and went back in.

She performed so well and I am unmeasurably proud of her. I’m just sad I didn’t get to talk to her again or talk to my baby brother, I don’t think he even knew I was there.

The rest of the night was a mess and all I could think of was how could I expect any one to love me when my own parents can’t. Obviously this is stupid, which my fiancé lovingly pointed out he loves me, but it’s just a thought I can’t shake.