Where does happiness come from?
Normally people are happy when they are around their friends and family. Well what if one ruins that dynamic. How can that be fixed? I'm at my sisters wedding this weekend and I can't seem to even pretend to be happy. I am happy for my sister, but I am not happy being with my family. You have to love your family, but do you really have to like them? This is the way I am feeling toward my cousin Robyn. Last beach trip my family had she did something pretty unforgivable. She tried very hard to get with the guy I was currently with. Now I do not trust her, it seems like she is trying to get with all of the grooms men or rather any man, and I can't seem to just be happy around anyone cause it would be totally fake. Nothing is the same anymore, I can't help but to be mad around her and thing she is a horrible slutty person. I can't stand her. I will forever think of her as a slut when I see her with a man. I know this is horrible, but somethings just can't be forgotten and maybe not even forgiven. I'm done ranting back to wedding stuff.
Breathe in for luck,
Breathe in so deep.
