My Little Random World!!

No one understands how much strain this puts on me. Even though I'm not directly involved, I am still there, in the firing line. Connor might be sorted but that won't last for long, soon enough a new disagreement will emerge and all this will break out again. I don't think anyone truelly knows how I feel. How much I hurt. Because I don't truelly have some one to talk to, no one I trust with the whole story, I don't ever say everything. But I feel I can here because no one knows me the way other people think they do.
My brother left last year to go and live with my dad, he packed and left. But even now, sometimes I come home expecting him to be there, so I run upstairs to find his blue room yellow and all my clothes in the wardrobe instead of his. And the upset of the night he left comes back, I used to cry but I don't anymore. I haven't done that for a while now but it still happens. Ever since Connor left nothing has been the same, we've adapted but it will never be the same again I don't think.