My brother showed up out of nowhere, and thought it would be okay to just pretend like nothing ever happened. He needed a place to stay while he tried to get in touch with his ex, who he loves so much. He didn't bother to apologize for smashing my room and breaking my spirit. He barley acknowledged me and my mom, I knew he was just using us because he's burned all his bridges, But this time was different, I knew I couldn't just let him back into my life again, as much as I wish I could have a relationship with him. I know that he would just hurt me, and I can't let him do that anymore. My mom is the only person who could tell to go, and after a week of me pleading with her, she finally drove him to the train. She finally realized he had no intention of trying to make good with us, he just wants his ex back, and we are the only people he knows he could walk all over to get whatever he wants. Not anymore though.
The feeling of wanting my brother to just leave town is horrible when it's combined with the feeling of wishing everyday for my sister to be here, I feel like a horrible sibling and can't understand why I can't just be grateful to have my brother, even though he hurts me. It's something that tears at my heart everyday.
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