I want a close relationship with my parents, I know time is short. But I can’t forget.

There is a rage in me, a fury that will not forgive. I did everything they asked of me, painful as it was. I never stopped, never sought excuses and I did what must be done.

But my sister, she her self obsession, her selfishness, and her casual and thoughtless cruelty undid us all. Turned us one against the other, willingly or not she dragged us through the darkest times of our lives.

But there was no judgement or punishment, no stern words of rebuke sounding anything like the demands they made on me when I was still just a boy,

So for civility’s sake, I have kept my distance. I have gone on living my live by the standards they demanded of me, and they carry on riding the storm of her making.

There is no going back.