TBerg
fallen angel who hasn't earned his wings
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When I cam back home, there was so much trouble here. My mom got very little help from my dad, the house and the area was full of junk, and my mom wept over my dad's lack of responsibility and getting drunk all the time. My mom kept saying that she would not know what she would do if I was not here. When my sister and her husband came as well, we had expected that they would help and that we would have a good relationship with them. But that was not the case.
As days turned into months, they would barely talk to us. In fact, my sister got annoyed by the simplest questions and would come up to the house and spend time on her phone without uttering a word to us. While I was recognizing and responding to family needs, listening to my mom's plight and filling a supplementary role, my sister barely had a word for us.
I make sure that the house is reasonably clean, that I help my mom with anything that needs done, and that the household improvements not go without attention. My dad has not been very supportive of my mom and has been what I might crudely call a lazy son of a bitch. My sister only recently has begun to offer a token of generosity. She takes our food and lives on the property, after all.
Anyway, even though she is getting better, I still have a whole lot of resentment when I am in her presence. She was a daily reminder that I had a sister that could not give a shit about anything, and now I feel like she should play catch up for a long time. She needs to put forth the effort I did while she was so callously obtuse and lame. I tried and tried and tried to get her to do something, and now it seems like she should do the same for me.
She was my favorite person as a child. Now she is my nemesis.
As days turned into months, they would barely talk to us. In fact, my sister got annoyed by the simplest questions and would come up to the house and spend time on her phone without uttering a word to us. While I was recognizing and responding to family needs, listening to my mom's plight and filling a supplementary role, my sister barely had a word for us.
I make sure that the house is reasonably clean, that I help my mom with anything that needs done, and that the household improvements not go without attention. My dad has not been very supportive of my mom and has been what I might crudely call a lazy son of a bitch. My sister only recently has begun to offer a token of generosity. She takes our food and lives on the property, after all.
Anyway, even though she is getting better, I still have a whole lot of resentment when I am in her presence. She was a daily reminder that I had a sister that could not give a shit about anything, and now I feel like she should play catch up for a long time. She needs to put forth the effort I did while she was so callously obtuse and lame. I tried and tried and tried to get her to do something, and now it seems like she should do the same for me.
She was my favorite person as a child. Now she is my nemesis.