You cut me out of your life, something I would not have done to you even if you had murdered someone. If you
had joined Isis, I would still have considered you my sister. I would have visited you in prison, sent you Birthday
and Christmas cards, still loved you and above all accepted you for the person you are. You cut me out of your
life, slammed the phone down, canceled my Birthday without telling me, leaving me to spend it alone, and ignored
my attempts at reconciliation in the following weeks ALL BECAUSE I MADE ONE MILDLY SARCASTIC COMMENT
ABOUT YOUR BOYFRIEND, he wasn't even in the room. What I said wasn't even mean, IT WAS FUNNY! The real
reason is you never forgave me for being born. Well, it's been four years and two months and what I want to say
most is thank you. I would never have cut you out, I would never have thought I could survive without you, but I
have. First there was the grief, the feelings of worthlessness and shame. How terrible a person must be to be cut
out by their only sibling. Then at six months came the first tingling feelings of freedom, nobody judging, nobody
pointing out my lack of feeling, my lack of thinking of others, my lack of f*****g everything. But at eighteen
months I questioned whether I should perhaps I should attempt a reconciliation and so I sat down and thought
about all the sacrifices you had made for me, and the things that took effort you had done for me, and I could
not think of ONE f*****g EXAMPLE! I had put myself out and made sacrifices over and over and I'd never
weighed any of it up. Because I trusted you. Because I loved you. I was an idiot. And bit by bit I relised how
nasty the things you had said to me over the years were, and how I'd just accepted because you were my guide
to normal. From 'your an Asperger, that's why you don't have any feelings' to 'If you have children and you are
OCD around them, I will call social services because it's child abuse' and letting your boyfriend who didn't even
know me lecture me twice on what a bad sister/friend I was, and saying how I didn't know how to feel, for half
and hour. So I am saying thank you for dumping me because I am so much better without you in my life, and
thank you also for being such a good example of bitterness that I have worked very hard at not letting your
dumping me make me bitter too.
PS you were right, I am an Aspie, you could have helped me, instead you told me the worst things about being
Asperger and I believed you.