My brother then proceeds to tell me he found my diary. The one I kept back in Jr. High. Back when I had no clue how to keep a diary.
So, it mainly consisted of me complaining about how angry my dad made me.
You know, typical teenage angst.
He read me a few passages. Apparently, my dad didn't like any of my friends, never supported me in the sports he didn't like that I played, and not to mention all the verbal and emotional trauma he caused me.
But, as I remember back to those times, it feels like a life time ago. I mean, my dad and I are so close now. I tell him EVERYTHING. I tell him more than I tell my mom. He doesn't scare me. I mean, there are still a few things I am still hesitant about telling him because I remember what he would have done back then.
Don't get me wrong. He still gets angry and has a short temper. But, it's nothing nearly like what it used to be. At least now, I can talk to him. Feel good to be around him.
He's changed so much since then. It's like he's a completely different person.
Then, I have to think about how much I have changed. Back then, I was lonely, quiet, and super self conscious about my body and personality. I was a people pleaser. I couldn't stand the thought of someone not liking me. So, I went out of my way to make everyone happy. I became the rug everyone walked on.
No more.
I'm a strong, independent, beautiful woman. I'm outgoing and fun. Optimism for the win!
My 11 year old younger brother broke up with his girlfriend of, like, one month about three weeks ago. And, she calls him literally about 10 times a day, and he doesn’t answer, so she leaves voice-mails.
He came to find out that she has a massive crush on our 17 year old brother. She was dating my youngest brother to get close to the 17 year old. She keeps asking my youngest brother for our brother’s phone number. He gave her some made up number.
I find this all hilarious.
But, when he told me about it, I had one reaction:
I just feel so incredibly unsuccessful.
Every once in awhile I get like this. I feel ugly and incapable.
It'll pass.
Don't mind me.