I just had the most difficult conversation with my mom, since the last time I told her I was severely depressed. I try to avoid talking to her about most things, but when it is going to affect how fucked up my life already is, I have to get my point across, whatever means necessary. And if that means sucking up my pride and talking to her, then so be it. I told her bringing my sister back here to live is the biggest mistake of her life. What kind of person abandons their two kids in their native country to come live somewhere they are not wanted by 2 out of the 3 people residing there? The only reason my dad hasn't objected wholeheartedly to her coming here, is so that he can talk tons of shit about my mom to her and further divide our already fucked up household. Over my dead body that is going to happen. I may not get along with my mother, but there's no way I'm going to let that stupid son of a bitch sabotage her and use my sister as bait. Sigh....there are too many cracks in this family and there's no way it could ever be fixed.

The only reason I've ever wanted children is to rear them knowing what a family should be like. I hope my mom takes heed and realizes the right thing to do before it's too late.