So for a while I've been thinking I might be d*pr*ss*d. I want to h*rt myself and stuff like that. I've also been thinking I might have anxiety. But that's not what I want to talk to you about today. What I want to talk about is the infinite /pain/ of having an older brother. Take today for example. My school is about to do an Italian assembly and I've been working on crocheting these little bouquets. I realized I have a dress down pass for tomorrow and think to myself, oh yeah, I might be able to wear something Italian themed! So I mention that and my brother goes /absolutely/ off the rails saying that they already planned an outfit and that I should have asked the Italian teacher about it. My brother's not even IN this thing! And then I'm like "well if she wanted me to wear something she probably would have mentioned it" and he keeps shouting at me and then I started to cry (I'm 13 guys I'm just a very emotional person) because it felt like I was really left out and that I've ben putting in time and effort into making like 50 of these bouquets just for me to be left out. And then he's like "I can text my friend" who honestly I had a crush on in like 6th grade but now I don't like him even as a friend and I don't want my brother to text him because what if he's mean about it? And then my brother says that I'm just throwing a fit and that I better not whine about all of this instead of just letting him text his friend. And then he goes on for like 5 minutes about how I'M dragging everything on!?!? Ugh if anyone has a brother tell me your stories! Oh and I'm NB and my dad said yesterday that he doesn't like NB people (don't worry I'm not out to him but like still!)
