Erased

It’s like I never existed for the first 48 years of my life. Family hardly talks to me and when my sister does, it’s usually because she needs me to do something. My friends don’t respond to texts and email and even the one’s that swore they cared haven’t checked in for over a year.

I just spent a moment at the old home I no longer recognize because all the renovating her and him have done, but memories of my Parents are still there, but as far as me, I’ve been erased from her and to a point, the boys lives.

They don’t have a picture of me to be seen, they never talk about me with her. She “conveniently” can’t remember anything about my involvement in their lives before January 2019. I can’t talk about it anymore,  no one want to listen.

I’ve lost 48 years of my life and the only memories I can share are with me alone.

I’m talking to a woman lately,  well texting anyway, but this has gone on for almost 2.5 years. It always ends the same, she just stops. When we do “talk” she never has time to meet and the few times she proposed it, she somehow had “something come up”. And this is the only person close to making an effort as far as I am considered.