Sooo. I am the youngest at home. My parents always favored my older sibling. I grew up being told I am a bigger problem than my sibling. I did my best to get Latin honors at school and did my very best to be a student leader. I always went home and did not really go out and be what other teenagers did. I made sure I was a good person.

I was often alone figuring out how it was to be a girl and growing up I had cramps and mood swings. Because of this I was often called moody and negative. I was beaten up and slapped in public and I often kept to my self believing I am a problem. I have also been shamed in front of our clan.

Now that I am working, I make sure to give everything for my family. I make sure I take care of them. I make sure I do everything for them. My conscience tells me to be there and to support each and every one of them.

But nothing ever changes. My older sibling is a lot more patient with the significant other. I find happiness and comfort with friends and they accept me for who I am. They keep telling me to love myself too and To start living my life for myself. It’s like I’m begging for love and I don’t know what else I can do.

I want to be free. I want to be happy. I want to finally have a warm happy home. I want to be free…