A year ago today, to the date, my mother took my siblings in a deceitful, very evil way and our entire lives changed. I cannot believe it’s been a year and I am still so hurt. The betrayal, all the lies, every part of it still amazes me. I can’t help but sob and get so incredibly angry and sad. At some point I’m sure I’ll get to the point where it doesn’t hurt as much but I will never cease to be amazed at the cruel heartbreak that those who supposedly loved you can cause. My heart breaks more and more every day that I have to wake up and walk around w/ the enormous amount of emotions I keep stored up, bc what can anyone else do? There’s no way we can ever go back and change things nor can we pretend they never happened.
I don’t think I’ll ever understand humans and their ability to be so cruel.

I saw my brother for the first time, face to face, since August of this past year. He opened my car door, hugged me so tight, and said “I love you.”
For anyone who knows what’s happened in the last 9 months, you can understand why I’m still crying over this.