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One of my sisters is ... evil. She's the person I want most to not be like in life. Her exploits in life start with locking my other sister, the one close in age to her, out of their room at night when they were girls and making her sleep on the floor in the hall, and end, well, not end, but the most heinous is her taking the money left to my great-aunt by my grandfather for her care in her old age, remodeling her house with it, and refusing to drive "all that way to X County" [a 15 mile one-way drive] to see my great-aunt in the hospital on her deathbed, while G-A was still conscious, because sister "is too busy and it's all over for G-A anyway."

I'm fighting her, fire with fire, over email over the latest thing she's done, which is ruin my mother's 89th birthday brunch. At least it happened during the planning stages. But, Flame City AIFG. I feel liberated and empowered in a way that feels, well, easy. I used to get dragged down by her accusations - she could play me, make me cry and feel terrible, shamed, confused. ::shudder:: I'm aware of the irony that I'm being like her to fight her, and hoping that it shakes off.

I'm disengaging soon. This is taking too much time. She's not worth it, and I have travel plans to attend to that I've been neglecting.