It hurts. so much. to see them like this…

To be the forgotten child and the second choice hurts pretty bad right? To see your own mother yelling at you and telling you to be like a certain girl/boy or a certain way, while your dad ignores you even tho you two were like best friends just a few years ago hurts.

You were always your parents beloved child. They were so proud of you when you said your first word, when you started walking, when you went to school for the first day. But then when you were 6 your little brother was born. And god. How you cried when your mom told you will get a sibling. Its weird that your younger you knew exactly that you are going to be the so called “glass child”, or the kid that was just a nobody. At first your parents were still caring about you, you slept on your dads chest and played with your moms hair, but then they slowly started distancing. It was like you weren’t there anymore. And as you slowly got depressed and had other mentally issues no one even seemed to give a single fuck. Even your friends started distancing as you told them about your situation and started to get comfortable around them.

it was another shitty friday, when you came back from school, having a bad mood because someone started a fight with you because they called you a mommys kid, which you obviously weren’t, after all you hate her, like she hates you. Anyways. You went home, letting out a sigh as you stepped trough the front door. But when you looked into the living room, looking if anyone was at home, you saw your mother.

she just looks weirdly at you before looking back to your brother, smiling and nodding as he asked her something. But after a while she looked at you again. What are you looking at, huh? Go into your room, like you always do.