You know, like the people in old TV shows. A perfect little family with a hardworking husband, wife, and two nice kids. Sounds too good to be true, to me at least. No crazy drama, hate, or anything like that. Sometimes I wonder what life would be like with a loving mother. Sounds too good to be true. People look at me strangely when I say this past half year has been better than ever now that she ran off to God knows where. I remember now why I said I didn't write blogs about my personal life..
I've been sighing a lot lately. Not any kind of sleepy yawning or a depressed sighing. It's a tired kind of sighing. It's rare I get to be legitimately happy, it's been too long since I've felt any sort of legitimate peace. Seems like each day brings it's own problems. You guys may remember me mentioning my sister? She's in her late teens, a touch older than me. She's nice enough, we may squabble every once in a while, but she's nice company. I've known her my whole life, of course.
It turns out she is isn't related to me.
It's a plot twist that even Hideo Kojima couldn't have dreamed up. Imagine that. A sibling you've known for your whole life isn't even related to you. I'm still trying to believe it. I'm not going to go too much into detail, however.
I don't really have anyone to talk to, so I guess that's why I'm writing this blog to a bunch of people I've never even met. I don't really even know why I'll click submit, but I guess it's because I think I'll find some kind of comfort reading your messages. Maybe that just makes me selfish.