This is a post about letting people down.

In the three years I was away (and the two years before that I spent most of my time in boarding school) my family got used to my absence. I'm sure they missed me, but since you can never really leave a family what they interacted with while I was away was an emptiness. My absence became a member of the family. I imagine it like one of those person shaped outlines that cartoon characters leave when they run through solid objects. This me shaped hole was holding my place until I got back. Which would be a perfect system except that everyone put their expectations of what I was into the hole while I was gone making the space smaller and smaller. And while I was gone I changed- I grew up. So re- assimilating has been.. tricky. For everyone, but especially for my little sister. I'm not sure what she was expecting but I am most definitely not it and being in the throes of adolescent angst she has absolutely no trouble letting me know. I have no idea what to do. I'm just hoping that she realizes that as disappointing as the reality may be I am here. I am not perfect but I do love her and I want to get to know her and to get to know me. It could just be the whole being a teenager thing. Or the whole you should really never move back in with your parents post the age of 18 thing. Either way something has got to give. And soon.