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[elucreh]

My sister and I have a wierd relationship. Part of it, of course, is that she did not become my sister until I was 13 and she was 19; but part of it is who we are.

She cornered one of my friends after church today--sorry, JapanBoy, I didn't know she was going to do that--and badgered him until he told her what he knew of my recent life. (BTW, if you RL folks are reading this--I am fine. I've just been falling back into my own patterns and it's a little compounded by being confused and a little lost.) She would rather, please note, capture a friend of mine...someone she doesn't even know very well...and refuse to go away until he talked than ask me. So she gets all she can out of him, and then she comes to confront me.

She starts out by asking what's going on with me, inviting me to talk. In three seconds, we've been diverted to her love life.

I did that on purpose. I don't like it when she pokes at my privacy--if I wanted her to know I would have told her, dammit, when I want advice or I want to talk about it I go to the people I want to talk to about it, and I talk to them about it. I know how to ask for advice/support/listening-to-whining when I need it.

But it was so easy. And that's why I don't want to talk to her about it. I realise she's trying, and she does care, but she is so...self-focused. I spent forty minutes listening to her rapture about her latest, and didn't actually tell her a thing about what she wanted to ask me about. Her original intention might have been to poke at me and mine, but it was, instead--as it always is, even when I do occasionally try to take things to her--about her. It would have been even worse if I'd gone to her, and not purposely diverted her...my feelings would have been hurt into the bargain. And yet she wonders why we're not close, why I'm not a fan of spending a lot of time with her...*sigh*

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[ny-for-life.livejournal.com]

Hey, you...

I hope you're feeling beter now... I called your cell and left a message. Remember, don't stress, okay?

I'll talk to you again soon, hopefully. We'll get together at Travis' again or something.

Thinking of you (hope it's okay to say that... you know how I mean it), as usual. :)

[elucreh.livejournal.com]

I am better, thanks. I'll talk to you soon.