My sister was the golden child. I was the scapegoat/black sheep. Mum was at death's door a few years back. Mum always made excuses as to why she couldn't do things. My sister tried all sorts of practical things to help Mum along. Mum still makes excuses. My sister and her have fallen out. I am the girl wonder
which I don't accept and I rather resent my Mum for tagging me with it now.
Anyway, my sister is really, really struggling with what she has referred to as my Mum having been on a pedestal and having now fallen. I don't have the problem as my relationship with my Mum was not close during childhood, nor particularly close over the ensuing years. She has been shockingly behaved when my DD was born. But this isn't about me, it's for my sister. She's not that far off of a nervous breakdown. 