So… I’ve still been struggling against SI. Just not as badly as before… I go… and I try… I try to gain my moms acceptance and talk to her about how her day has been. What does she do? Wonders where my brother is instead. Like I’m not even there.  He comes into the room, and his personality immediately grabs her. Immediately she listens to him. I’ve already been in her room, attempting to talk. And as soon as I do, her only response while I’m talking about my friend, is “is that the bi one?”. It’s like whatever… guess I won’t talk if that is my response. So my bro keeps talking, and she completely is paying attention to him… his comedic laid back attitude just covers my depression like I don’t exist. I guess I don’t exist to her. Nothing but dirt now, aren’t I?