It lasted thirteen long years. We provided you with too many second chances and in return we only received a failed hope. The word “family” and “love” blinded us because those were the labels you were supposed to wear in our eyes, but they never stuck. Do you even realize what you did? Do you care even a little that you’ve hurt us to the point where we’ve excluded you from the family? Is there no fight lift in you to win us back or are you only filled with the fight to dominate, control, push, hate, poison, hurt, lie about, and feel superior over someone else’s life…more specifically, towards a family member’s life?
Did we even have a choice? Did you ever think what you were doing was hurting anyone and did you ever think to stop? Honestly, everything you did tore us apart, literally. My parents divorced because of you, the family believed the rumors you told about my mom(which caused my dad to side with his own family when my parents were together) and it also caused my mother to fall into depression again. Why did any of that have to happen? Why couldn’t we have started over and found forgiveness in our hearts as God teaches us to do? Did you never want that or did you not know how? My childhood and most of my teenage years were filled with fallen tears and scars left on our hearts by you. Does that make you feel anything?
I know for myself that I’ve felt too many things I should have never had to feel this early in life and it should have never been because of “family”. I remember watching my mom cry too often because of you, and sometimes it got so bad that she would have panic attacks and sometimes a small glass of wine to calm her down. Let me make one thing very clear right now about my mom that you will never get the chance to learn: my mother is an extremely strong person and she isn’t a drinker so for her to do any of that means more than you could ever fathom. All the crap you’ve put my mom through is so unreal. Do you realize that these past 13 years could have been spent growing a friendship with much laughter and love, you could have made lasting memories together and had countless inside jokes, but you threw the opportunity away. You’ve decided instead that you weren’t going to like my mom because she had what you wanted…my dad.
Honestly, how pitiful of you to think that while being married to one twin, you could also have the other.