My sister has been texting me all day long to let me know what I have to "look forward to" when I move back into my dad's house in less than a week. She told me to make sure I wash my clothes before I come back because they can't use the washing machine anymore because our other sister put maggot eggs inside of it. She told me I'm going to have to find somewhere else to use the bathroom because our other sister has been vomiting and crapping all over the floors and toilet seats in the home bathrooms. She told me to bring bug spray because the house is filled with fruit flies, again because of my disgusting other sister, and that the fruit flies have gotten bigger and more aggressive than they were when I lived there (this makes me wonder if they're not even fruit flies...I have no idea).

I can't deal with going back to that environment. I need to pack my stuff, but all I can do is sit here and cry and keep thinking about how the only way to avoid living there is to die. I wish the stress of it all would just kill me so I don't have to. I know I'm not an incredibly smart or skilled person and therefore have no real use to society. I just don't understand what I did that was so awful to deserve to live like this.