My sister ruined my life

Throughout my teenage years, I was bullied by my sister, who is two years older than me. I have a brother who is four years younger than me, and I loved him deeply. We had a close, tight relationship until my sister ruined it. She not only bullied me herself but also manipulated him into bullying me. He was praised by her for doing this, so he thought it was the right thing to do. For years, up until I got married at 22, I was relentlessly bullied by her, which made me feel ugly, lonely, and worthless. She was never there for me as a sister should have been.

Now that she’s married and lives abroad, she’s trying to reconnect with me, but I can’t get that spark back.

She ruined my life by making me feel insignificant. Because of that, I pushed everyone away, including my little brother, whom I once loved so much. For six whole years, I didn’t kiss or hug my family—only when I was forced to. I developed so much resentment toward all of them.

She spied on me, spoke badly about me to my parents, and shared my secrets with them, even though she had far worse things of her own that she never told them. This led me to lose trust in everyone, leaving me isolated and alone.

My mental health deteriorated. I started thinking about suicide, i started self harming. It wasn’t just because of her, but the emotional damage she caused left me without anyone to talk to, without anyone to show me love or affection.

My parents only started showing me affection after I got engaged, when they realized I was about to move away from them. But why didn’t they show me that love earlier?

I understand that they loved me as their child, but I didn’t feel it. I lacked confidence because I had no one to turn to.

I didn’t fully realize how deeply my sister’s actions had affected me until tonight.

Even now, I still don’t have a strong connection with my brother. I cut myself off from everyone during my tween years, isolating myself to protect myself from further hurt. Now, I’m trying so hard to reconnect with him, but it just doesn’t feel the same. I miss the little brother who once loved me so much. After he turned five, he started following my sister’s lead and joining in on making fun of me.

She destroyed my life, and now I’m expected to take care of her because she’s depressed about moving abroad and being away from family. My mother insists that I do this, but where was she when my sister was ruining my life?

I have so much that I’ve never been able to talk to anyone about.

Why should I now have to reach out to my sister to make her feel better about herself, when she caused me so much pain?

She has hurt me so deeply that the effects are still with me, even as an adult. Now, I’m married, but I have no friends because I isolated myself from everyone.

I needed her love and approval so desperately, but instead, she broke me. I hated her with all my heart, and at one point, I even wanted to leave the state because of how much she had hurt me

I needed her so much to love me, i needed her approval so much, until she broke me that i hated her with my whole heart. Gosh i hated her so much I wanted to hurt her. I wanted to move to different state because she had broke me so much.