I am fifteen years older than my sister. Because of the age gap we have never fell out with each other. She was 6 months old when I met my husband. That was 57 years ago. Life has always been very much family orientated but with everyone having their own life. About 15 plus years ago we had a big falling out twice. Both of those times I thought it might be the menopause (hers). As a woman, I hate to say this, but I really do think that we ladies are very up and down with moods when we have the menopause. (Well some of us.) Anyway, both of those times it took a couple weeks for us to get it sorted. Lots of arguments on the phone and her turning up at my house or my Mums and having a right old go. But that all blew over and here we are a lot of years later and the bust up this time is so bad that I don't think it will ever become right. It is a long story but she has told me that she doesn't want to see me or speak to me again. I have tried to communicate on messenger but she refuses to have any more to do with me or our sons. She has taken us all of off her Facebook page and thats ok but my eldest son, in particular, doesn't know what's going on. I try not to involve his family as well. He has the youngest grandchildren and lives in London and their life is very full on. So the last time she answered me was about the beginning of September. (on messenger). I tried to message her husband but he ignored me as well. So as a last resort I texted her and she still didn't answer. Her daughter does not seem to want to know. Either she doesn't want to get involved or she believes what her mum is saying about me. I keep telling myself that it doesn't matter. But of course it does. It is eleven years since my husbands diagnosis and I don't need to tell any of you how it drags you down. I am now thinking maybe I am horrible and I know I am a misery but I am also becoming so depressed that I don't want to see anyone as life is easier if I don't. All I want to do is see my husband and the staff that look after him who are lovely. That is my life. But it is nagging away at me. I cannot see that I have done so much wrong that it has ended like this. Sorry to post this. You all have
much worse to deal with. All I asked was did she want my tumble dryer.!!! xx
I don’t know where to start.... I feel for you as you really want a close sibling relationship, but for whatever reason it has gone awry. It is hard when you don’t really understand why things have gone wrong. Trouble is it sounds as if you care for your sister and regardless of how she is, it’s not what you want, but what can you do to put that right. I’m probably not making much sense, so I will explain where I am with my sister.
She is 6 years older than me. I don’t know why she has always hated me, but she has from when I was a small child. When I was little, if mom was out I would lock myself in the toilet because my sister was cruel and bullied me.
An example, when I had my first son, mom was baby sitting at her house, I got back a bit late, my sister punched me in the face made my nose bleed all over my new son who was in my arms.
One day she and I had to see the GP about Mom, he told us she had weeks to live. We left, I was distraught, my sister said ‘well she had better not be incontinent, she isn’t living in my house if she is’. I think that was the final breaking point.
The weeks before Mom died my sister got the solicitor to visit so Mom could change her will leaving almost all of her estate to my sister. I could have contested it, as Mom wasn’t of sound mind, but I didn’t. It’s what Mom had done and it was only money. I had my wonderful memories of a mother who had loved me unconditionally. If her estate was so important to my sister then she was welcome. I knew it wouldn’t make her happy.
Over the years I have tried to make friends but she has always rejected any advances made.
When Mom was being taken to the hospice, she held my hand and said ‘I know when I’ve gone that it will be over between you and your sister, and I want you to know that it’s ok’. Mom gave me permission to finish the turbulent relationship I had with my sister.
And that is how it is today.
It has split the family, but I have never expected the family to side with me. It has been their choice what they want to do.
I wish I had the love of a sister that I could be close to, especially at times like now. But I don’t and I came to terms with that many years ago.
I don’t like my sister, I don’t love her, and finally I’m ok with that. That is the way it is and my life has been happier without her.
I’m sorry that I have waffled on, and I doubt that it has been of any help to you, it has probably benefited me more than you and I’m sorry I haven’t helped you more.
I think if I can say one final thing, don’t beat yourself up. There are some people that your life is better without them. And that is ok.
Thinking about you, with love, B xx