Dr. D asked if I could think of any good times I had with my sister but I couldn’t. I couldn’t think of anything. There were times when the family laughed (we laughed a lot) and she was there but I can’t think of anything we did together that was good.
For the most part the girl couldn’t stand me, in fact she despised me. She hardly ever called me by my name and didn’t want me to touch her at all until she wanted more than casual touch. She really, really resented my existence. I think she resented me for many reasons. First off I got a heck of a lot more attention than she did because I was sick. I was back and forth to the doctor as they tried to figure out what was causing me such widespread pain. They tried to figure out what was causing the pain in my legs as well as different infections which seemed to come out of nowhere. I was constantly at the doctor’s office and constantly being given permission slips to excuse me from gym class or from this or that activity. I got a lot of attention even the negative attention was focused on me. I got most of the abuse and most of the torture aspect of it.
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