So... I'm sorry I'm not around too much lately, especially to anyone I owe art to/who have commissioned me. I'm working on them, but... There's a lot going on here, so please forgive my tardiness.

One sister essentially called me fat and ugly last night. She told me that I would never have a chance with a good looking man unless he was drunk (this was started because I was talking about how my friend's cousin is hot and had shown some interest in me). Then... This morning, I discovered that my other sister (the drug kid who ran away and is now living full time on the streets) stole 600 dollars worth of DVDs from me to sell for Meth. By now she's probably sold them all as she left on Monday of this week, apparently taking a bag that she claimed to have 'clothing' in it.

I'm not even so mad about the DVDs... they're replaceable with time and saving up, but I'm torn up over the fact that my sister would betray my trust like that. It hurts so badly... I don't even know how to react anymore--I'm angry and hurt... I can cry and curl up in solitude like I usually do I suppose, but that never helps me.

I have a feeling there might be a family talk tonight. Over what the 17 year old said to me and what the 15 year old did--though the younger is not with us, and never will be again. Mother banished her, she won't be allowed anywhere near us ever again. I'm devastated that she did this... I just... I don't know.

When things straighten out a bit more... I might be taking more commissions to save up for the stolen items.

If you want to help--though I don't know why xD; I guess I'll tell ya'll what was taken.

Excel Saga Imperfect Box Set
Descendants of Darkness Box Set
Final Fantasy Advent Children Limited Edition Box
Ranma 1/2 Season Two
Trigun Remix 1-6

But yeah... I wish people would stop stabbing me in the back like this. I'm tired of being treated like shit. So tired.

**UPDATE**

So, my sister who said mean things to me apologized and admitted she was just jealous and had said it without even thinking about what she was saying.

And, the one who stole from me got a hard slap in the face with a bit of a thing called insta-karma. Last night, her boyfriend fell to his death from the Maple Street bridge, dying when he fell 100 feet and went "smoosh" on the pavement. She was there to see it all. I feel bad, because it's horrible to lose a loved one, but both my mother and I are having trouble feeling sympathy for her because she betrayed us so many times... and this time she'd just gone way too far.

The thing I feel worst about though, is even though he was homeless, he still had a family. But, he was being a dumb ass and was drunk as fuck. He got out on a beam under the bridge and when he tried to get back up to his friends, he lost his balance and fell. My other sister is distraught over it too--he was a good friend of hers as well. Seems it's been a bad week for everyone.