Did It Truly Feel Like Christmas?
I was too late. I always used to sit with my cousins every holiday season, hiding sonder from the adults. I guess that wasn't the case this year. Feeling the pressure of moving to another country and leaving the people I love behind is not for the weak; and being the center of attention for disliking the idea of moving just makes it worse. I've never felt so helpless, anxious, and miserable. Having a sister that doesn't like you doesn't make a huge help either, no? Being gossiped about in front of my own eyes by my own sister was a massive betrayal for me. I thought she understood me; understood how depressing it was for me to handle the pain of turning my back on the few people who actually cared for me when I knew the so-called "family" I lived under the same roof with couldn't help me learn how to love just to get on a plane. Maybe I was overreacting, or maybe the child buried in my soul simply wanted to stay with my cousins agai...