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There's a reason why I don't like being at home sometimes. I hope we're closer to each other and ask if we're all okay. Our home doesn't feel like home most of the time. And that's really painful for me. 

There's a reason why I don't post about my twin sister anymore. Even if I really want to, there's a reason why I don't flex her son, my nephew. 

There's a reason why I started to dislike my life. There's a reason why I want to delete all of my social media accounts. There's a reason why I always want to disappear.

I have my reasons. I just hope you'll try to understand. 

With deep pain, 

Q.