I don't know if there is ever going to be a time where I don't take her shit.
I love my sister, I truly do. But the things that we fight about, and the stuff we say to each other is truly horrendous. Last night, she said something downright awful to me, and I was just fuming. I was fuming about the fact that she said all this stuff at the top of her voice in front of my daughter. I was beet-red and shaking as she had the bloody nerve to accuse me of things that she knows nothing about, and I was ready to kill her, literally to reach over and shake the shit out of her so that she would just stop saying such mean, spiteful and cruel things out loud to me, especially when it isn't true.
I don't know if I should actually come out and say what she said to me, because, really, none of you 'know' me either. But let's just say that if anyone else tried to say that stuff to me, it would be game over. Nah... I wouldn't resort to physical violence, even though it would feel satisfying to let loose a few punches. No, if anyone else said that stuff to me, it would be a complete cut from my life. I simply don't have time for that kind of crap in my life. I'm not going to waste a second of it by giving someone a second chance in this regard.
But when it's a sibling... you're pretty much stuck. I don't think I'd have the patience to do a whole 'Family Feud' kind of deal. I would hate to put my parents, child, and other relatives in the position of knowing that the reason why we didn't come around anymore was because I couldn't work things out with her. And this is the point, I guess.
I'm not working anything out. I'm ignoring it. I'm turning the other cheek to this bitterness that is still creeping up my throat. I am going to be fucking pleasant to her every chance that I can, to show her that she hasn't done what she wanted to do in the first place: hurt me because she's got a shitty thing going on in her life and she wants someone else, anyone else to feel just as bad. I don't know what to do any more, actually. I don't think that there is any chance to solve our relationship problems. All I know is I have too much respect for myself to take this as far as it seems that she wants to. But it's a fucking shame, all around.