So this weekend was a real eyeopener. I found out, not in the best way, what my brother and sister really think of me. My brother and I were laying on the couch and I'm not sure how we got on the topic but he was saying all this passive things. I'm sure he didn't mean them how they came out but was really bad. He was like, your not like Meg and I, we do everything we put our mind to, we're motivated, I just dont fit in. I thought my brother was my best friend. He was always there for me and I felt like him and I connected. Then my sister and I were on the phone talking about how I cleaned the house while I was home from school. She was liek "is this my sister I'm talking too?" She couldn't believe that I cleaned and did stuff around the house. She said I was lazy and never helped out. I'm so sick of them ganging up on me and putting me down. I feel that this contributes a lot to why I do what I do. I had a bad binge after all this occurred. It triggered all these bad feelings and I just needed to do something. I hate that they think all these things about me. I use to be the athlete, mrs. popularity and all that over rated SHIT. Now I'm just a regular college student with nothing really going on. They made me feel so shitty. It sux to know what you family thinks of you.....well if anyone has advice on coping with this it would great...
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