The saga continues.
My sister and I are no longer on speaking terms since I told her all about herself and why I don't want her in my life anymore (a few months ago this all happened). The main reason, granted there are a million other reasons, but the main reson being my father.

My sister and I have different fathers. Hers is a drunk redneck who liked to use my mother as a punching bag, mine turned out to be a child molesting coke addict. Well, my sister still talks to my father and pretends he is her dad. My sister is the only person who I ever told the full story of what my father did to me. She called me a liar, told me my mother brain washed me into thinking these things, and she didn't believe me. We had this fight when I was 19. I am now 30.

When I was told that my father has pictures of my daughter, I was livid. I have not spoken to this man since I was 15 years old. My sister gave him pictures of my little girl. As far as DD knows, my father died when I was little. This is a much better explaination than telling her the truth. It kills me when she asks about it, but I am not willing to expose her to the truth. The fact that my sister is giving him pictures of my child was the absolute last straw. This is what lead to the blow up and I don't think I will ever forgive her for it.

She left her husband of 15 years (he was a sorry excuse of a man) for a married man with 6 kids. She moves my nephews across the state, out of their 4 bedroom house and into a 2 bedroom apartment in the bad sie of town because she thought this man was going to leave his wife and family for her. Needless to say, that plan blew up in her face. So she started dating my niece's boyfriends cousin who was 20. Yea, she is a real winner.

She gets evicted from her apartment, loses custody of the oldest nephew and decides to move in with.....wait for it..... MY father!! But wait, it gets better....

My father is sick and dying (finally), and his truck is broken. She calls my mother up crying hysterically because she doesn't have anyone to help her move. She somehow convinces my mother to take pity on her and help her move.

Now, my mother hasn't seen this man since she found out what he did to me. The only thing that stopped her from shooting him when she found out was the fact that I was too young to be emancipated and she would be in jail. You can understand my fear of how this day is goin to go. My mother agrees to help my sister take her stuff over there but refuses to get out of the car and will not go in that house. These rules were set before she left.

I am so angry with my sister right now. I cannot believe that she even had the nerve to ask my mother to help her. This woman is 40 yrs old, has no job, no house, no husband...and it was all her choice. She lives in a constant state of drama and sucks everyone she knows into it. I have a feeling my father is going to come out of the house and my mother is going to end up in jail today.

I am at home on pins and needles with my stomach in knots trying to hope for the best and making jokes, but the fact is, I am terrified. If I was in my mothers shoes and this man had done to DD what he had done to me...there is no way I would control myself.