We’ve not been talking to each other for almost 2 years now. In fact the 3 of us have not been talking to you for such a long time it’s difficult for me to start communicate with you anymore eventhough we live in the same tiny house. Well, of course you have no idea why we boycotted you, coz you are always right… right?

It is ok that you treated us like dirt but it really saddens me how you treat mom and dad. They’ve always stood by you. To me, they’ve always been slaves to you, especially mom. My heart broke everytime you screamed at her when all she was doing was to ‘fuk si’ you. Did you feel nothing when once upon a time, mom practically had to pick rubbish to sell? Did you feel nothing when a concrete bin fell on her hurting her hands?

I have no such luck because i am not the most smart or the most pretty of the family. I am also not as capable. I remember i had to walk all the way to the LRT station to get public transport after work late at night while mom waited few hours outside your office to fetch you home. I remember mom and dad being so proud of you when you got promoted while when i got promoted it they just dismissed it.

How can you earn so much and yet be so selfish. Is it so difficult to give some of your earnings to mom and dad? Remember, they have put you through college and now they still have to take money from their near to nothing savings to pay for our younger sisters’ college fees.

I am bad coz i don’t earn as much but i am trying my best to pull my weight. How could you earn so much and buy expensive branded stuff but can’t give a little extra to dad. Why do you have to act in front of dad? Now that you intend to cut off part of mom’s expenses to give to dad… it’s just pathetic.

It repulses me that you acted in friends of you collegues. You pretend like you’re a faithful daughter. You call mom and dad from the office and made promises that you later break. It’s just so sick. It makes me want to cry when you asked me why dad’s surgery is so expensive. Like he’s my dad not yours.

I would pay for everything. I would take care of everything… if only i am earning as much as you do. It just scares me that they are getting old and i am the one responsible to take care of them. My heart breaks when i can’t make them happy. But they’re your parents too.

I don’t know why i am writing this coz there’s no chance of you reading. I’m just sad…