The short form: I received a letter purportedly from my sister. The letter goes on to tell me how the idea was hers and that she merely wishes to be with my departed relatives because no one cares.
If this letter was written by my mother or anyone asides from my sister. I don't even consider the author of the letter and this entire ride that I have embarrassed myself in front of co-workers, friends, hospitals, police, and colleagues...I don't even consider the author remotely human.
If this letter was written by my sister then she truly can't recognize when people care about her and there is nothing further I can do.
I take this space to apologize with all my honest heart to everyone who has been dragged into this disgusting perversion of family. Your kind words, emails, phone calls, messages, and everything else have kept me sane. And with this, I really don't feel deserving. I feel like I should have recognized something like this sooner.
The letter is posted in its entirety below the cut line. Judge for yourself. I no longer care about what I edit and what I don't.
I will now be spending more money to file restraining orders against anyone purporting to be my immediate blood family. I gave my life's blood to them and they stepped on it and belittled it for 34 years. I came when called like a battered animal.
The bottom line: I have no blood relatives left from my immediate family. They have all died. If anyone asks, I will tell them, "My family is dead. I have no siblings, I never knew my mother." If anyone asks details they will be told that I do not wish to discuss it.
If anything has come of this...I know I have family. People who care about me for me. And in all things... that's all that matters.
This is your sister, I read this before Brian. Honestly, I left mom and gave Anna to Wendy. I did try to kill myself, and failed. She has driven me this way, and I am sick of it. She makes me believe everything. I am sorry about all of this. Brian knows the truth, mom could care less. Noone cares, I do not care, and all I want really is to be with dad! I was in the hospital for a while, back in April-May, 2002. Minor heart attack. Mom drove me there. Brian, loves me, but I do not feel it. I am numb and I do not care. I am giving up on my life and that is that. Yea, this was a lie, look at what I went through seeing mom and dad lie to each other day after day for the majority of my life, then getting married to leave it. I am worthless, and I do not care. I am sorry for hurting you!!!!!! I am sorry!!!! I am sorry!!! I understand if you never want anything to do with me. This is my life, and I give up!! You can do whatever, I do not give a shit anymore about this family. Noone helped me with dad's loss, but Brian. Whoppie, I am in remission, what next? I have another god damn medical problem, and I do not want it treated! I hate life, I hate mom, and I haye myself. Noone can help me. Noone would.
You did hurt me, by the way. I did send you email after email about dad's condition and even called. NEVER GOT A RESPONSE! I am not sure if Carrie had access to your acct, but I left messages. I saw him dying, I saw the shit he had been going through. This is up til the day he died. If this case wins with Arlen Spector, you can call him, you can have the winnings if there are such. I don't want it.
My life was spent around lies in this family. I cannot take it anymore! My life is better off with Dad, Bea, and Mollie....Also Mary (died 1995.) I am fucking sick of all this shit. I am not at mom's. Also, I do not know when Brian came to town. I know hwo much he cares, and loves me, but I cannot show it in return.