My heart aches as I turn my back to my mother and walk away. Every time I see Mom, I feel like a horrible person and end up hating myself. I should be happy for Hannah, and I should feel honored that I’m being included in the wedding to this extent…but I hate it. I hate the person I become when I’m at home. I’m never this desperate for attention or acknowledgment, and though it hurts me to see her with Ares, I’ve never resented her for having his love. Yet each time I’m at home, my head fills with awful thoughts. What if the one Ares was marrying were me? What if I never took her to Sierra’s
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Girl then why the fuck are you still coming home
