Dear little sister,
You are exhausted
Overwhelmed
Fed up,I know
Think of our situation this way..
It's like our mother is cursed
Under a magic spell
In a dysfunctional family like ours
Everyone pretends like nothing is wrong
But of course everyone and everything is messed up
She has to be and will be with dad
She fears the society's judgment
She is tuned
So used to being a puppet
Her own self is not hers to own
We can't bring her out of this nightmare if we give up
Have you noticed that becomes a little bit happier when we come home?
She opens up to us
That's because she feels safe around us
Comfortable and understood
Whe we let her know through our actions that we care
By listening to her attentively
That's what's therapy
We don't have to be a clinical psychologist
Your anger is justified
You feel stuck,and badly need a break
She felt the same too
She still feels helpless
Somewhere deep inside
She wants to let it all out but can't
I know you love her and will be there
When she needs us the most
Know that she loves us more than we love ourselves
Supports us in spite of what she is going through.
I want you to remember
That you are special to us both
And that you will be loved always.

Yours affectionately
Your big sister

© wallflower