It made me sick. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, I couldn't even concentrate on my schoolwork. I was so close to failing everything. My heart sank lower and lower. It was almost as if I had been poisoned. I was shutting down. My heart couldn't handle all the emotions I felt. That's when I realized that to better myself I needed to open up to my sister and explain everything my heart and mind were thinking about. Later, after I open up to my sister, we talk about everything. She made me understand that she didn't do it because she felt obligated to do it, but she did it because she wanted to. Suddenly, it's like the weight of the world has been lifted off my shoulders. I could feel what it meant to laugh again. He wanted me here as much as I wanted him and I wouldn't have traded the difficulties with my sisters for the world. After all the talks my sister had with me, she was no longer my sister and she was no longer my caregiver, she was my best friend. This is something that had never occurred to me before. It was terrifying. I had never been the type to open up to anyone. In my family silence was the key to everything. That's always how I was taught to cope