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When it Rains, it Pours

Journal Entry: Tue Jul 15, 2014, 7:09 PM


Alright ladies and gentlemen, where to begin. Firstly, if you don't like hearing people bitch about their lives, DO NOT continue reading because i am about to spill my guts about every god awful thing that has happened to me for the last few months.

It all started on mothers day. Technically a week before then. A week before mothers day I was hanging out with some of my sisters buddies, and they let slip that my sixteen year old sister is, you guessed it, PREGNANT. And we're not talking mature sixteen, we're talking she is the single laziest most irresponsible person I know. She sucks her thumb and baby talks (this was even before she got pregnant, idk if she thinks its cute or something, but its not), she picks fights over EVERYTHING, pothead, obnoxious, rude, and no respect for anyone, not even herself.
 When she found out she was pregnant she quit school and refused to do anything around the house, and when my mother told her that wasn't going to fly, she ran away. Oh no, don't worry she didn't hitch hike to las vegas or anything, she crashed on our cousins couch for a few weeks.
 I was horrified and worried about her every second. Horrified and worried and... Holy mother of fuck, SO relieved. For the first time i could clean the house and leave, and it would still be clean when i came back. The groceries for the month, actually lasted the whole month. I didnt come home to screaming and bitching and my towel on the floor ( i fucking hate when people use my towels and leave them on the floor) and my stuff missing or broken... but alas she had to come back. Two days after she did, she was gone all night and when she came home she had baseball sized bruises all over her, and a huge scratch that went down her face and across her chest. Her fucking little prick boyfriend got drunk and beat her up. Which she told my mother and myself but as soon as we started threatening him she changed her story. She still wont leave him.

Now during this fiasco, i got engaged. Three years together and Kyle finally said yes.
Until he changed his mind. And not only did he change his mind, he also starting acting like the biggest douche on the planet. It got worse and worse until about a week ago, he dumped me all together. His words were "I dont ever want to see you again, or talk to you, or even have sex with you" after bitching about MY negativity and i'm all like "I dont know what you'er talking about I'm a fucking ray of golden sunshine". (not really, at that point i was so fed up with him being a dick that a basically told him to go suck a fat one).
People werent kidding. i couldnt eat, i couldnt sleep, and i felt like a monster truck ran over my gut. Everything i tried to eat for four days came back up.
After that I pretty much went numb, i was sad but it didnt physically hurt anymore, and sure enough the longer i left him alone, the sooner he was all "I don't hate you, we can be friends..." and all that garbage. Thing about friends is that theyre there for you when you need them. And what happened next was the mother of all moments that a friend should be there for you.

My brother almost died.
At first it was just puking, we thought it was just a bug. With so much going on, nobody thought too much on it when he threw up again the next week. I started to worry when he threw up again a couple days later. And a couple days later, and then the next day and the next day.
All he did was sleep and puke and i told my mom 'you have to take him to the hospital', but she didn't listen.
I could see the weight dropping off his bones, and my sweet little baby, my last melon was turning into a skelemelon before my eyes. Finally, while i was at the vet with my cats, my mom took him. When i got home from the vet i got a call.
Rave is in the ICU. His pancreas failed and his body is flooded with toxins. He might not make it.
I got the first ride i could find to the hospital, and he was unresponsive. they shined light in his eyes and his pupils didn't move, i shook him and said his name, nothing. I sat with him, all day, and all night, watching him come in and out of conciousness, delusional, dehydrated.
 He begged for water in his moments awake, and i had to tell him no because the doctors said giving him water could make his brain swell and it could kill him. He begged for food and i had to say no, the doctors said it would put his levels dangerously out of whack. He was starving, and thirsty, and confused and all i could do was sit there and hold his frail little hand.
The doctors got his levels back to normal, and got him stable, but Rave now has type one diabetes. My sweet, beautiful little brother, who skateboarded and took long walks and lifted mini weights, and never even really liked sweets enough to worry anyone, will have to prick his finger multiple times a day, and be injected with insulin for the rest of his life.

Between that, my kitten had a terrible allergic reaction to her shots, was shaking, foaming at the mouth, and was really really hot, but she got better, and my sister trashed the entire house and ate all of our food while i was at the hospital with Rave, and I had to spend six hours cleaning it all by myself while she continued to make more messes as i cleaned. I've had to change my work schedule twice in the last month (which the bosses are NOT happy about) and will have to do so again when i go back to work because Rave cant be left alone anymore with his diabetes, so i may lose my job.

Let me tell you ladies and gents, when it rains it fucking pours.


  • Mood: Miserable
  • Drinking: 77 proof Sweet Revenge

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