She genuinely likes my pain
That's it. I realized it today. She truly enjoys hurting me and making others hurt me. That's why it kills her to treat me like a person, to see anyone else treat me like a person. She frames me and goes out of her way to paint me black and I see her smile, a big smile, as they scream and berate me.
She's only ever smiled like that, happily, when she sees someone abuse me or when she abuses me. I don't think I can take it anymore, but I'm trapped until I'm old enough to move out. At this point because of how nobody believes me and how she insists I deserve it and that It's my fault, it's hard to not believe I don't deserve it.
Nobody treats me with human dignity anymore except for my girlfriend and her friends, and at this point it feels alien. The majority treat me like I'm not human, because in school I'm bullied and the teachers do nothing. My parents divorced and my mom is a borderline as well as my sister, so I can't escape. Dad didn't believe me until recently and even then, there's not a lot he can or will do about it to help me. Every day of this makes it harder and harder to remain like this. All I want is to be considered a human like the others. I didn't even do anything to deserve this. I thought I could maybe heal a little when my niece was born (healthy despite being 3 weeks premature), and I loved her so much, but it was only for 2 weeks that my sister treated me with decency, and only because I can babysit the baby. Now she doesn't even bother. My life is a living hell at this point.
School is a blessing even though I'm bullied because at least a few people treat me decently or ignore me, and the work and lectures are a distraction. I can't deal with being at home anymore. I already wanna go back to school to be away from her. It's unbearable to live like this when there's no way out for two more years. I'm only a sophomore yet all I've known is this. My girlfriend was the first to treat me well, and even with her I interpret things as signs she's turning against me when it's not because I'm so used of it meaning the worst. I can't stand it.
My sister is genuinely sadistic. I wish we could be close like we used to be, but it will never be that way again. It's been 6 years of this. Certain teachers keep seating me next to bullies and that only makes my life worse. She likes my suffering, and she hates when I'm happy. She's only happy to see me if it's when she sees me being abused. She's only happy when she abuses me. I can't wait for her to move out, or for me to move out, just something to escape it.
There's nobody left in my family who can help me anymore. I just needed someone to hear me and tell me I'm not crazy. That maybe I don't deserve to be berated and screamed at, lied about, threatened. That I'm not making it up. That I'm not remembering wrong, because nobody here would ever tell me such thing.