I have spent the last few days trying to find ways to help my sister see she is walking into a world of hurt.
She is not listening. I have tried to simply find ways for her to walk into the world of hurt and protect her kids. Its not going to happen.
The person that I do not want to be most in this world is her. We share the same genes we share a similar past. She is a mother and I am not.
My heart breaks as I realise I can not protect the children of the world. I can not even be in there life.
What about my own children? Could I protect them from my past? Would I become blind and irrational just because I had children?
I committed to cleaning the house today and committed to finishing my school assignment. I completed my assignment but have yet to clean the house.
A sign, a reminder that deep inside of me is still a scared child crying out for justice. I am almost 30 years old and I have failed to protect a single child in my life – how could I be so angry at those who did not protect me.
All I keep thinking about is Tylers girlfriend and what if that becomes my sister 