Miscommunication In The Great Gatsby

Miscommunication
As Ella Fitzgerald blares through the record player, I sit criss-cross on the floor, notebook opened with words scribbled along the lines. I am struggling to complete a poem. I have tons of ideas, but I don’t know how to execute them. The room is colorful with different personalities splattered on the walls, Disney hats and posters on one side, and Marilyn Monroe and Bob Marley painting posters on the other. My side of the room is plain with five blank canvas sitting along my older sisters jewelry box and a crate of books and comics near my bed collecting dust. The door creaks open, and my mother's head pops through the door, her fading red hair turning pink blush in a bun, lips sucked in and eyebrows raised, we were about

One day where I decided I hated him and quit volunteer work at the hospital was when he repeatedly mocked me for having Anxiety after my mom mentioned for me to not forget to take the medication. I never wanted to see his face again was all I could think. “Because I confronted him on making sex jokes about her and it escalated into an argument ending with me hitting him. ” Sighing I sat down again, “I’d just like to state he totally deserved it, after all, it’s been in her defense ” I don’t know why I have to defend myself it was an action just waiting to happen. My mom basically ignoring what I said just repeatedly told me to apologize to which I replied with a no. Finally alone I higher my record player drowning into the words of Cat Steven secretly thanking God that the conversation didn’t last long, so I was still able to hear Father and Son. Thinking About a fight that broke after a weak of my confrontation with Hector.It was a tense day, or it was just me not sure, but it felt off. I had therapy later, so I was picking an outfit mentally cursing my therapist for scheduling on a weekend when Elizabeth walked in (my oldest sister) and did she look pissed was not an exaggeration, she has my mothers you're in trouble look, and it is truly terrifying. I ignored it playing it

It was until Elizabeth brought up the fact that I was mental and that's why I needed therapy that I realize how terrible she was. To think I thought she was the only person I could tell everything to only for it to be utterly crushed in a matter of seconds. Indeed I was just standing for her honor on how her boyfriend treated. He broke her computer screen in when my Nina was in the hospital, and all I wanted was comfort she had dismissed me because Hector was upset with her and caused a scene at the hospital by hitting the wall. But I was selfish. For merely telling him that my sister was not an object to be talked about and wasn't his personal