So my sister has moved back in to the family house not fully but almost, due to the fact she broke up with her boyfriend this morning. They were living together just down the road so she doesn't have to move far. She said she didn't feel the same way about him and it wasn't fair to string him along; she said she has been thinking about this for 6 months; I know I know that is a long time but I think she thought her feelings would change back again. She decided to call it a day when she got signs of him maybe proposing which would just be wrong and end up with more pain. I did't know what to do this morning when she came in the kitchen...
Me: aren't you suppose to be at work.
Sis: (knods)
Me: why aren't you?
Sis: ( bursting in to tears) me and russel broke up
Okay so when I see anyone of my family or friends cry and can't help but break down to, I don;t know if this makes me compassionate or just weak. I think maybe cause I like to write and have an over active imagination that I relate and put myself in to that persons position so I can understand what they are feeling; maybe I live my life experiences through everyone else.
It's wierd having both of my sisters in the house cause I have been so used to either being at uni or just having the one there when she wasn't working. A not completely happy family cause I know there is going to be some drama in the next month or so between my other sister and mother, which I will talk about tomorrow if the internet is connected.
TTFN Smilers xx
Stories from a LITTLE BOOKWORM
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