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Today, I had the final straw from my sister. She's constantly picking a fight with me whenever I compliment her body or praising her looks. Telling me I am body shaming her. I. Am. Done. DONE. As in, I will NEVER make any comment towards her body or looks again. "How does that dress look on me?" I will walk away. I am fucking done. And after this wedding, I am also done needing her for shit. My family's life is centred around that woman's life. Take Chanique out. Keep Chanique company. Send Chanique a message. I am fucking fed up of being her pillow. One of the many pillows she hits. Her rollercoaster moodswings have influenced my life far too long. I was in a relationship with a dude with Personality Disorder + Bipolar. Whatever Chanique has is even more complex. They get along with anyone, until they show you their asses. I am so gatvol of her kak. I am going to continue to pursue whatever I want to achieve in my life. Weightloss, fitness, gel nails experience, living free and being happy.
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