Today when I was mentally upset and disturb past love relationship memories is disturbing me and have anxiety just like I lost someone in my life Its truth that I have lost my love because I was only for him fake and toy that he used me own purpose and after threw it in a bin so Now I do try to keep busy and do divert mind in art work Then my mind think to made Poppy flowers so I choose pastel color pencils and pastel crayons and tried to make beautiful art piece. Now a days my mind goes in Floral designs because flowers depict love and I miss love in my life. That he left me for another.
My little sister is 21 years old. She hits me too much. When she is angry, she is hyper-aggressive and she beats me physically like a cruel man. It’s like a movie where I’m in prison and she’s the violent guard. But is is hard because my sister is a special child. While she is 21, her mind is that of a 4 year old. She has the temper tantrums of a child and the strength of an adult.
She was like that today. She was violent throughout the whole day. It felt like every second she was hitting me. She does this in front of my family and no-one stops her. My other siblings encourage her. They tell her she is doing a good job, and watch when she beats me. Every day. Every day she punches me, slaps me, pulls my hair, beats my whole body. When not beating me she is throwing and destroying my things.
I’m tired. I’m tired of the abuse. I want to flee this life, flee this home. I want to stop feeling this pain. I want the abuse to stop. I want to live a normal life.
It is hard, because when her tantrum ends, when she cools down, then she loves me and hugs me. Then I want to show her I love her also.
She is a child in an adult body.
It is hard.
She pulls my hair
She pulls my hair
She kicks me
She slaps my face and body.
I love her and care for her
Why does she beat me?
No one knows
I weep a lot and cry
Because I am in pain
She hurts me
Please stop domestic violence.
I am the oldest child in my family. I have one brother and two sisters. One of my younger sisters treated me with cruelty. She said to me, “Leave this room. You cannot use this room. I cleaned this room, you did not. If you do not leave this room I will hit you.”
I replied, “I will leave this room by my own choice, not through force.”
She threw my laptop charger and mattress on floor.
I was angry with her but I controlled my anger. I tried to get her to realize how cruel she was being to me. But she never realized her cruelty. Instead, she shouted at me.
My sister knows what happened to me in the past. It is the cause of my mental health issues. I will write about that incident in another post. Today, though, my sister used the incident against me, saying cruel things. She accused me of being a bad person, that I am to blame and that I’m ruining people’s lives. She blamed me for many things that are not true. Her cruelty hurt me.
I wrote this poem because my sisters, once again, hurt me. I’m a little more sensitive then they, so they don’t realize what they say hurts me.I think they should be a little kinder and appreciate their elder sister sometimes an elder child feels that they need to be perfect in order to live up to their siblings”expectations.
MY Sister Hurt Me
Why is it that sisters tease?
Can you tell me please?
They always make me cry
when I had no mistake.
Why is it me,
They don’t like to see?
All I did was love you!
Do you have no respect?
Or is it ’cause you have
to be perfect?
I feel lucky that some new friends came into my life. They make me special in their life and give me respect, honor and love. They guide me in each step. I am very thankful to my new and sweet friends.
I want to say my friends how special they are to me.