I've name changed for this.
I have always had a difficult relationship with my older sister. She's about eighteen months older than me. We never really liked each other.She was always a bully right from very young primary school age. She will do anything she can to put me down and make me look stupid, call me names, humiliated me, belittled me right from an early age.
Her bad treatment of me got worse. The older we got and it turned into pretty abusive behaviour and involved physical violence. I began to get aggressive back to her but the high levels of anger and constantly defending myself all through childhood and adolescence really took its toll.
Adulthood, nothing really changed.We just don't see eye to eye on anything. Instead of celebrating our differences, she constantly taunts me about how rubbish my life is compared to hers
It's just different. We may different choices in life. She ended up with a family and children. Albeit, she's divorced, and I ended up a career woman and missed my chance to have children because of an ex-partner who cheated on me and then it didn't work out with any subsequent relationships. And I became too old, really to have children. Mid forties not impossible, but Ive written it off.
Our mother became terminally ill and died.Almost two years ago. Whilst she was dying, I was the one who didn't have any children, and so my sister was of the view, that I should give up my entire life to become a full time carer for our mother, because she didn't want to go into a hospice. She was too ill to be anywhere but a hospice. She was in a bad way and could barely move.She needed full time medical care which I got her. Mum was, of course, miserable and wanted nothing more than to come home. But I couldn't be the carer without jeopardizing my job. And then what. Mum would die either way, and then that would leave me having compromised my job.
My sister's behavior towards me with so vicious and so abusive that I told her if she didn't stop it, I would cut her off.And that would be it. She didn't stop itAnd so I cut her off the day after mum's funeral, and never spoke to her again.
At the beginning, she hasn't stopped contacting me. It was constant vile, abusive messages saying, what a cunt I was for not being mom's full time carer that she would never forgive me blah blah blah blah.
There's other stuff, but I won't go into it. She got bored for a good few months but she started coming back again. A lot less abusive than before, but still quite threatening. Most recently she's realized I ve sold my house, and now she doesn't know where I live and so she's questioned me about that. That means she's actually looked at my house online and seen that it's been sold.
Most recently, she sent me messages, not understanding what she's done or why she's been cut off and telling me i'm just as much of a bit so what is it.
All I am going to say is I am not getting in contact with her again.I am sick and I am fucking tired of it i am fucking sick of her
No good will come of me.Being in touch with.However, again, I just know it.This dynamic has gone on as long as we've been alive. I have felt an untold peace ever since she hasn't been in my life anymore.
Don't actually know why I am posting. I guess if I go to the police about harassment, it will just stir her up. It might not be enough. Anyone been through this?Do they eventually give up?
And yes, she is blocked, but she uses methods of communication that can't be fully blocked such as email and it goes into spam folder, but I still see it when I go to clean out my junk folder.