Half sister


A brief glimpse in the mirror reminds me that I have a younger sister. Sometimes it’s a passing thought but other times, like this time, it haunts me a little. Recent events have clarified to me that I feel for her as a human being, not as a sister. I feel for her son and daughter as children, not as my niece and nephew. It’s sad but that’s the way it is.

I feel that it would be unfair of me to go round to comfort her, she deserves better than someone who is there because they feel obligated to be. That would make it more about me rather than her and that’s not right. No matter what has happened in the past, she doesn’t deserve to be going through what she’s going through at all, let alone with people who haven’t got her best interests at heart.

Now, I’m…

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