it seems that the people that you regard most in your life are the ones that ignore you the most. like my sister for example. i love her so much and ever scince i can remember ive looked up to her for everything. i always thought that she was what i wanted to be when i grew up. but for some reason , she never loved me. and its not that she told me straight up, “i dont love you ” but  i could just feel it. i felt it in the way she looked at me, talked to me, and treated me. my little sister has always been her favorite and sometimes it makes me so depressed and angry i want to shout in her face. and the funny thing is, im probably the only one who can let out all her deepest secrets. but at the same time i guess i should be used to keeping the secrets of people that hate me.