Brothers and Sisters
If it were not for my siblings..
My siblings place value on me. They make me feel that I have a place.
They rely on me when they are in trouble. I do the bulk of the housework.
My siblings always thank me, as this gives them greater freedom.
But when I leave the house, I have no value.
As soon as I close the front door, I can see that I am just the girl who had a breakdown.
This remains that way, until I come home again, and I begin to feel that I have value.
I know that I am lucky to have brothers and sisters.
I am lucky not to be alone, to have value in someone’s eyes.
But I wish I did not have to contend with stigma outside.