Journal Entry:
After the death of my father, I really struggled as the eldest sister. I wanted to be there for my sisters, but when I did, I felt like I was grieving on my own, all alone. My father's passing put so much pressure on me, on us. Pressure to be a good sister, a caretaker, and a leader when it seemed hopeless. I didn't understand the possibility of opening up, and because of this, I remained weak. It is not good for a woman to be sad, I would tell myself. A proper woman does not show her emotion but remains…