To Handsome,You are at fault. You have made me feel as though my whole family wants me gone, you refuse to believe that I was scared for your emotional well being and had spoken of my fears in order to hopefully make said fears vanish, and refused to, again, see my side of things.

Stop acting like you are my father, and perhaps I may feel as though you are not trying to replace the man that I remember to be far more kind and reasonable than you.

I'm sorry, but I really don't believe that you love me. For one to love, one must have patience. You have shown none. For one to love, one must listen. You have not. Love is working together and not remain prideful, and you have stuck with your pride for so long that it seems that you may never open your heart to truly love me, your own sister. So I'm sorry, but I cannot see love where there is so much negativity towards me.

I will once more apologize for my part in all of this, but I do wish that you would rid yourself of the beast that is pride and open your heart to try and see my side of things. I do love you, but I can not see your love.

Sweetie