Yep.
She’s a thief, violent, created elaborate social media hate campaigns against me and her boyfriend’s ex (the father of his stepchild that lives with them),
She shared Facebook posts that my violent ex posted about how psycho or abusive I was to our children, saying to all my family on her Friendlist, ‘Look at her! She’s an evil monster! Even the kids’s Dad thinks so!’
Despite the fact she’s witnessed him being abusive himself...
She is now a self styled ‘Charity’ volunteer (collects old clothes on Facebook and re-distributes in the community “Or you can donate cash to my community pot”). She’s long term unemployed...
Her boyfriend you may remember from before, is the man who fathered a child with a 13 year old girl when he was 35. She dismisses him as being ‘harmless’ or having ‘made mistakes’. My pre-teen daughter used to sleep in the same house as him before I found out this about him.
I don’t talk to her. She’s one highly damaged individual. She will probably even post on this thread replicating my own post, in some messed-up sinister form of trying to let me know she’s ‘watching’.
The ‘charity’ thing will catch her out. Nobody can keep up a charade forever. Luckily for her she goes by half a dozen different surnames so she’s difficult to catch out.
Most often wondered, “but why do the rest of the family put up with her if they know what game she’s playing??” Answer is, I think I’ve finally learnt, for the same reason nobody stood up to my violent ex on my behalf I suppose, they just don’t want to get involved.
My younger sister says exactly that to me. I know what she’s like, but I don’t want to get involved. It just makes me think, you don’t have to take a side younger sis, but you could at least take a stand
. I can’t get close to my beloved younger sis because I don’t want her to feel split in different directions.
My family are highly dysfunctional though, it will never change. The day my sister and my mother (another story...) leave this earth for good, I will have the weight of the world lifted off my shoulders.
It’s like carrying a secret around that you think nobody else will believe you about, that the seemingly happy, extravert, joyous, productive, and friendly other sister with so many friends, is actually a vindictive, violent, sinister and oppressive manipulator.
I tried ‘proving’ this by involving the police against her, but she responded in kind by also calling the police onto me. You can’t fight fire with fire. I’m defeated.
They’re terrified people will see through them, so they become impeccable liars and orchestrators of everything. What a bloody crushing responsibility that must be. Or maybe she just enjoys the challenge.