Last April I got raped by my boyfriend of 3 months. My mom got all freaked out and called the cops who did a huge investigation that my whole high school found out about. Then the cops said it was “unfounded” and I couldn’t prosecute. My mom thought that meant that the cops didnt think that it happened so she agreed with them and she thinks I’m just an attention hog or something. The only person who believed me was my dad, who died last November. It was really hard on me and my sister. But my sister, the most perfect thing on earth, got over it really fast cuz she is a mommy’s little girl. She is my mom’s favorite because she got like all A+ in high school and now she gets them in college too and I only get As and Bs. And she never does anything that isn’t completely socially acceptable.. She is going to college for a degree in Vocal Performance, which is what I wanted to do but then she did it so my parents would have said I couldn’t because thats “her thing”. So I decided to go for a bachelors in buisness. After doing vocal performance for 2 years, last week my sister decided that she needs something practical so now she is getting a masters in business. And a couple days ago my uncle called and told us that my dad’s ashes are back and its time to spread them. My sister decided that she didn’t want to go to spread the ashes “cuz it would open too many wounds” for her so I can’t go. Thats my fucking life..