I’m here right now. My parents don’t want me to go away for college because they say that they’ll miss me, but I’m still here with them and they don’t give me the time of day. I’m always in the back of their mind. I go to school, come home, do my homework, eat dinner, watch a little TV, and go to sleep. I don’t go a lot of places and I don’t ask for much, but it would be nice if they would talk to me. 

When I’m a parent, I’m going to make sure that my kids know that I love them. I’m not going to let them think the way I’m thinking right now. That one child is more important than the other. I will never let one child overshadow the other child.

I’m not blaming my sibling for the lack of attention from my parents, but my parents make it seem like that.

“Have you talked to your sister?”, “Why haven’t you called your sister today?”, “Do you know where your sister is?”, “How is your sister today?”

Maybe this is why I take comfort in talking to people that don’t know my family. So, their first instinct is to ask me how I am instead of how my sister and the baby are. 

For once in my life, I want to be a first priority. I want to have first choice in something instead of always being second, or even third or fourth choice.

I want to be able to say what I feel about things like this without being called selfish by my parents.

Because quite frankly, I feel like I’m being pushed away and one day I’m going to stop trying.