kajsa ㅇㅅㅇ

don’t know if this is useful, but i just thought i’d add my input, from the point of view of someone whose brother has said words to this effect about them before. (i’m not in the same position as you though - i have (mostly) fair and loving parents)

i have to be the perfect golden daughter else i don’t feel enough. i’ve based my entire self-worth, my entire life, around pleasing my parents. and, for some reason, it works, which sometimes means they disregard my brother to support me. and i hate it and i wish they’d help my brother, a legitimate human being with real hopes and desires, instead of me, a fake liar putting on an act. but i can’t do anything about it.

what i think i’m suggesting is, idk if you’ve tried this before and it sounds obvious and cliche, but try talking to her and putting her in your position. you never know, she might have her own monsters that she just hides well.

(sorry for the mini-rant)

kajsa you say you aren’t worth anything.

but that’s a damn lie.

that’s the biggest damn lie from Shallan saying smth like “I’m fine :3”

you are worth so much. to me, to your Father in Heaven, and i don’t know if your religious, but i swear to you, He cares about you so much. He loves you.

everyone here loves you too. living like this is not the way to live, i completely agree, but i need you to trust that things will get better. they always do. it might take a bit longer than you expect, but i swear to you that things will get better.

i promise you, kajsa, someday you will feel love as you completely should and as you completely deserve. when that day happens, know that there were and are people here for you every single damn step of the way.

i love you, sister, and i promise things will improve.

(Sorry I’m late) I feel that, Kajsa. I feel it to my bones. But you know the most beautiful thing? It’s not true. It’s. Not. True. This anger is strong, it’s overpowering, and it turns off everything else. It burns so hot and the only way to get rid of it is to shove it out and destroy. But like picking a scab, it only gives the anger more reason and room to thrive. It’s hard to make the feelings leave, and if there’s anything I can do, please let me know.