I may have mentioned, at some point, in this blog, that I have a younger sister and a younger brother.  Technically, they are my half-siblings, by my father’s later, second marriage.   They meant so much to me.
     My father emotionally, physically, verbally, and sexually abused me.  When I told my younger sister,  that our father had molested me, I was banished  from the family.  My father turned my brother and sister against me.  My father threatened to sue me for “slander”.
     I was 18 years old, at the time.   They were adolescents.   You can’t tell me that he didn’t abuse his other children, too.  He’s one sick bastard.
     I tried to speak to my brother, years later, He called me a “liar”, and said that my story was “bullshit”.
     My sister tried to contact me, when she became a young adult.  But our father told her that if she didn’t cut off  all contact with me, that she would never see her mother alive again.
      Every time I lost my brother and sister, I felt as if death had occurred.   I mourned so deeply for years and years.
     My therapist suggested that I try to contact my younger sister, by sending her a letter.  In truth, I’m not sure that I can.   What if she rejects me again?    I know that my younger brother is a lot like my father….stubborn, verbally abusive, racist, chauvenistic, etc., etc., etc.  I will not be contacting him, sadly.
      Does anybody out there, have any ideas for me, about contacting my “little sister”?  

One response to “#138…..Little Sister”

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    You have our prayers and support. I hope you are able to contact your sister again

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I’m Christine

My name is Christine and I am almost 45 years old. This is my very first blog. I am writing because I feel like I am living in a closet. But I am not gay, I am mentally ill, I have Schizoaffective Disorder. I also have PTSD (Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder). Not many people know this about me. I have been fearful of “coming out”, because, frankly, the human population has not always been kind to people with mental illness. But isn’t it time that we come to accept all of our bothers & sisters, regardless of their differences?

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