i’m sorry.

i’m sorry that my life is inexplicable to you. i’m sorry that i’m not on your priority list. i’m sorry that you think i’m the black sheep of the family. i’m sorry that you only call on me when you want something. i’m sorry that you don’t care that i’m going through a period in my life when i need support from my family. i’m sorry that for whatever reason, you don’t show any support. i’m sorry that mum told me not to take all this too personally, that its just the way you are, and that i shouldn’t expect so much. i’m sorry i expect so much, and get disappointed every time this comes up. i’m sorry that my pride, and my ‘to do before i leave town’ list is more important to me than your social life. i’m sorry that you don’t think i should have been invited to a family function. i’m sorry that i care about all this so much. i’m sorry, but you can’t dictate my life to other people. i’m sorry, but i won’t allow that to happen. i’m just fucking sorry.