I’m angry. I am mad. I am frustrated, mostly though I am sad. Family to me is everything, and there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for them. If I get tv, I invite them to watch it, if I get stock - it’s theres. If If I go away, I invite them to come with me. There’s no limit or restrictions and I never not do it. I’ve been letting it go for years, I invent “reasons” for them not to invite me. Oh you’re going to Puerto Rico? Maybe I wasn’t invited because I couldn’t afford it, You’re going to New Jersey? Perhaps you didn’t invite me because I’m sick. I’m not sure exactly why, My mom says I’m intense. I could be, I mean I probably am. No actually, I know I am.
Their last trip to Utah? They didn’t even mention it to me. It sucks always being left out of their lives and I really wish, like REALLY WISH it didn’t bother me. But it does and so I will continue. To smile and nod say them and their happy lives. 😊
