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My sister weaponized her pettiness against me. Even after a close call with death, I was still at fault for things that were completely outside of our powers.
She spent so much effort making me feel guilty, isolated and weird but she hid it all behind her outgoing personality and charity work. She couldn't do a good deed without telling the whole world and everyone else things she's heaven sent because of her constant self promotion.
But if she's so great, why do we have no relationship at all? Why do I feel the absolute need to not share anything personal with her in order to protect myself? Why do my therapists, past and present, look at me in shock when I mention things she has said and done to me? And why do I and other men (mainly my cousins) in my family have to suffer from her pettiness and moral high positioning?
At least my parents learned to stop trying to blame me and control my behaviour, just not my sister. Nothing will ever be good enough for her.
All I ever wanted was a sister to talk to and help me through life as the youngest child in the family. Over the past five years I've found four sisters. And they love me. I know because they tell me and show me how much they love me. One of them even gave me a forehead kiss recently and that kind of love feels special. I love them all so much even if all they really did was just let me be me.