That's what I feel sometimes.
Because I don't trust my sisters.
Because I don't believe my sisters.
Because I hate who my sisters are.
Because I don't have the patience to be kind to my sisters.
Because I think my sisters are lazy.
Because I don't buy into either of their "pity me" parties, one of which my mom frequently joins in on.
Because I think my sisters need to grow up.
Because I think my mother plays favorites with one sister.
Because I get so mad at them, I forget to be the light of Christ they need, whether or not they realize it.
I just need to get away...from all of them. This isn't good for me. And I'm tired of feeling so horribly about myself. I need change. 4 weeks.
On a side note, I did walk away from Matt. Since he wouldn't answer my phone calls, I sent him a message on Myspace that said I couldn't take how he was treating me anymore and that I was basically just done. Yes, I am heartbroken, but strangely enough, I feel really good about my decision.