Thanks Dr. Martina for sharing!
I came across a heart-wrenching story shared by a Russian blogger, here it is translated:
“I had a sister when I was younger. I’m the older of the two. My sister was terminally ill from the age of six. And for our parents, she was everything. They never paid attention to me. There was never any praise for my hard work – and I tried, I wanted them to notice how I hard try.
And thank God I tried, because I was able to go to college and get an education.
There were no gifts. My mother often forgot to ask if I’d eaten.
Aged 10, my sister died of leukaemia. I was scared and felt sorry for her, and one day when I was crying, my mother came to the room and said: if it weren’t for you, she would have got more attention. I was 12 then.
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