DA,
What did you accomplish with all of that? What did you think would be the outcome of dragging me into your drama? I outlined countless times that I myself know I did nothing to give her a valid reason to be upset with me, and that I was occupied with my own relationship anyway, and you insisted on having me sit down and "get to the bottom of this". The bottom of what? My sister's unhealthy emotional disorder? Countless times before I've engaged in this rigamarole with the thought that she may have an actual issue, and countless times she has proven that it was something so stunningly trivial it makes me walk away in awe; I told you that I wanted to remove myself from it as I believed it was the same based on past experience and my own memory from when she could've possibly extrapolated a reason to be angry with me. She has a massive victim's complex and you want to out me as some sort of monster that's out to get her to make her feel better, and it's absolutely sickening. You refuse to believe that she may have a problem regardless of the fact that I've told you for years I'm not out to get her with any malice in my heart, and that there's a better way to handle her low self-esteem and social awkwardness than ignoring it and blaming the entire world. Do you listen? Hell no. That's not the only thing that bothers me, either. As you insisted on dragging me into her sit-down emo-fest I was occupied with my partner in something I felt very emotional about, and by the time I got back she was asleep, leaving me unable to tell her what I wanted her to hear in person. Essentially, wrong time and wrong reason, completely. You took away something that isn't going to be the same telling her tomorrow because my sister feels like steaming over something pointless. And then you insist on withholding her reasoning from me because I refused to take part in it. Um, don't you think that would be vital to me ever understanding the situation, as well as enabling the possibility of me reconsidering my own judgment? Not telling me after the fact leaves my memory of being her brother as the only thing to go off of, so what other conclusion do you expect me to make? It's true I don't give half a damn because memory serves it's not worth giving one to begin with, and I still don't. Why do I have to deal with you? You're so incredibly illogical and fallacious in everything you do it's amazing, and my dad's the same. You two's flaws and strengths complemented each other when you were together, and now that you're separate its either live with a federal child care worker who beats his kids or live with a person who insists on acting on instinctual emotions instead of reasoning and logic and has more life problems than you could shake a pointed stick at. Can't I just be an adult, and have my own decisions be my own? Can I worry about myself and my relations with others and not be forced into this primitive group mentality of yours that is so biased and dysfunctional it's not funny? Can't you let me be myself, completely? I'm asking you, can I?