You’re nothing to me.
You treat me like I mean nothing. You have to always be right. You do things so we can be “even.” You tell me that I drink too much. So what happened to me that night was my fault.
I’m done letting you run my life. I’m done letting you put me down & tear me apart. I’m done with you.
As far as I’m concerned, I have no sister.
SO FUCK YOU!