My sister gave birth last month. Everyone is glad. I am too. She’s so cute. But i don’t think I’m as excited as
everyone else. Sometimes i feel like they’re doing a little too much.
I don’t like to pretend to be overly excited. It drains me. But sometimes i find myself doing that so that it doesn’t look like I’m the different one. It’s not like I’m not happy for my sister or happy i have a niece. I’m not just those girly girls that like to scream. I feel guilty now because this is a baby.
in Confession