I can't take it anymore. Mickey is always picking on me, making fun of me in front of everyone. He's so mean and I don't know why he treats me like this. It hurts, you know? Sometimes I wish mom was still here to protect me from him.
I try to stay strong but it's hard when my own brother is constantly putting me down. Elizabeth tries to cheer me up, she tells me not to listen to him and that he's just jealous of something. But deep down, I know there's no excuse for the way he treats me.
I feel so alone sometimes, like nobody understands what I'm going through. Mom used to be there for us both but now that she's gone, everything feels different. Mickey doesn't seem affected by her absence at all - he just keeps tormenting me day after day.
It makes me wonder if maybe it would have been better if we had never opened that pizzeria together with dad... Maybe then things would be different between us.
But then again, maybe not. Maybe Mickey has always been this way towards people who are weaker than him - using his strength and power against them instead of being kind or understanding...
Regardless, all I can do now is try my best to stay strong and keep pushing forward despite his constant teasing and bullying tactics..