You know, my sister changed completely around a year and so ago, she was a difficult person to deal with, but she still cared about people, y'know.
Now, she has a boyfriend my entire family hates, she doesn't attend anymore family events , she doesn't spend time with anyone other than him.
She had been actively hunting me at home so she could fight me over the most stupidest of things.
A screaming match over dishes, over money, over face soap, over where I park my fucking car. Over (get this!) washed dishes(????wtf).
She would lose her patience over the most trivial matters and I felt really unsafe in my own house.
My sister has money, she's a physician, 7 years of medical school and three of those with me living with her, making my own disturbed and desperately miserable way over veterinary medicine school.
She never treated me like her equal, not even when we were broke students. Now she's practicing and it's not like she's rich or anything, but she has money, good money.
And she makes sure to just throw it at my face with every oportunity she gets, because I'm not very easy either, y'know, there is something very (at the most normal I could be, at least) very V E R Y atypical about me.
I am very ADHD, and despite undiagnosed, my psychiatrist is urging me to do the neuropsycological tests once more, 'cause when I did the first time I was under what she called "a crisis" so it doesn't count??? And she thinks that I am 1) very autistic, or 2) gifted, which looks a lot like the tism and makes me super awkward.
I have this peculiarities that I've always had, these sensitive issues that just got worse and worse, and then the pandemic came and I've NEVER recovered, it takes me so much to just leave the house.
And I have a dog, a dog I've adopted in my first year of vet school, a dog that has been my companion for the last 6 years, a dog that has also been her companion, because we live together.
And then, she turned into someone else, and I got kicked out of my house because I thought that if I kept myself there, I would kill her, and that scared me. And I took all of my shit, and I left.
And I had to leave the dog, my mom BEGGED me to leave the dog, scared my sister would try suicide or something just as scary, so I did, I left my dog behind.
My sister robbed me of everything, of my home, of my stability, of my peace, my financial stability, the city I've lived in for the last 6 years, my parents comfort (because they just don't want to get involved), everything.
But she took my dog, because she is a grown woman, but chasing away your younger sister is a reason to be instable enough someone who's leaving you because they can't stand you anymore gets worried. Because I don't have a house anymore, where will I put a dog?
I fucking hate my sister.
I mever felt so alone and helpless in my entire life.