Dear... My Older Sister
I can’t even explain how much I care for you, but sometimes it feels like I'm a burden.
You never try to make plans, you never call, you never text and when we do hangout I'm only talking about my life. I spill everything out for you, I tell you the most compared to anyone I know and you never tell me anything. Most of the things I know about you are from invading your privacy and stacking your socials.
Hell, I didn't even know you were engaged until mom told me, expecting me to already know. But if the roles were reversed you would have been the first person I told.
Honestly, sometimes I just feel like I value you way more then you value me, and that hurts so much, especially because of the problems that I've mentioned to you about my friend group.
Also, anytime I try to come over you say you’re busy or you’re tired or whatever. You don't ever make time for me.
I'm glad you’re busy and have a successful life but it hurts how you don't wanna experience that life with me. You've told me multiple times before about how I was your favorite person but then never check up on me and always phase me out.
I’m honestly glad you're experiencing life, I just wish I were more involved in it. I think I'm going to stop reaching out first and see if you still reach out to me or not. If you don't then I don't know… we are just gonna drift apart until I begin seeing you as a stranger.