my sister is such a dumpster fire. ugh.
The Universe kept blocking uswhen we were supposed to talk.
my spirit wasn’t fully feeling it but when i did call,
she had just lefther aunt’s crib or didn’t show up. i spoke to the same aunt yesterday about her daughter’s funeral…
i woke up this morning and saw 7 missed calls on my phone.
they were all around 6 am.
it was from mi’s aunt.
i felt a fear come over me.
“Is this it? Is this the call?”
mi has been on my mindlately.
when i called,
all i heard was her aunt screaming.
this is when i started to pace around my apartment.
i pace around my apartment when i’m worried.
i’ll walk around my kitchen to the living room in a complete circle.
i couldn’t understand the name, but once she got it out…
my sister “mi” and i are the same.
we seek validation from others because we crave and yearn to be loved.
underneath all of mi’s mental illness,
she is someone who values having people in her life.
she has had to see important people leave her life at such a young life.
she witnessed a lotof death and clings to people she feels “loves” her. so we are very similar, but the difference between her and i is that…
i’m not really interested in this whole kanye west debacle.
he always seems to have these “moments” when something of his is about to drop.
like i said on twitter:
When he is being hauled off to the mental,
for someone like him,
he needs to be on meds for his outbursts.
if he isn’t taking his meds,
this is the outcome that will happen all the time. how do i know?
well i want to be completely transparent with the foxhole tonight. we share so much with each other, but i want to lay something on the table…