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I am feeling sad right now. Why, you ask.
I was emotionally attacked by a stranger.
She reviewed one of my stories, gave it a One.
Said some nasty things, too, and hurt me much.

I have never felt so hurt like I do right now,
I am feeling worthless, and I'm feelin' abused.
It's bad enough that when I was a child,
That I WAS abused, mentally and emotionally.

Not by my parents, mind you, but by two sisters.
They thought it was great fun to inflict pain on me
And tease me about different things, then laugh.
Their problem was, they never knew when to quit!

They teased me about my music, and of my art,
Said that I was stupid, and that I was worthless.
It didn't help that I was born learning disabled
And also had problems due to being born early.

I saw myself as ugly and worthless, stupid, too,
I didn't think very much of myself, still don't.
Besides the abuse at home, I also got it at school
From all of the other kids, they teased me, too.

Nothing was done to stop this, the constant abuse.
I should have told my father, and my mother, too.
But, you see, I couldn't: dad worked many hours,
And I couldn't tell mom, for she was often sick.

So I kept the pain inside, couldn't tell them a thing,
That it was my two older sisters who did the abuse.
I was afraid of hurting them, but now know it today,
That I made the mistake by not telling them of this.

I still live with the pain of this emotional abuse;
You can't see the scars, but trust me, they're there.
They are hidden inside my heart, and in my eyes.
Look at me, and you will see the pain inside.

I am normally a happy person, I keep this hidden,
Not many know of what I have had to endure.
I was abused, and I am a survivor of this abuse;
But I wonder why I didn't tell my parents about it.

Maybe, if I did, I wouldn't hurt so bad today,
But because of the abuse I still don't get along
With my two older sisters, the cause of my grief.
Why, is all I ask, did they get away with it???

Did they enjoy making my life a living hell,
Teasing me until all I could do was cry?
How would they have liked it, if I did this to THEM?
What would they say if they'd been in MY shoes??

I didn't do anything to them to deserve this abuse,
And I wonder if they were ashamed of Karla and I.
Is it because we weren't gifted like them? WHY??
Was it because we were born handicapped????

To Kathy and to Kitty, my two older sisters. I hope you are happy with what you have done to Karla and me. We have forgiven you, but WE CAN'T FORGET. NOW IT IS YOUR TURN TO APOLOGIZE TO US FOR HOW YOU TREATED US.