Peace of Ruta

reflections, healing, and letters to self

Estranged twin sister

I have fought tooth and nail to have even a semblance of a relationship with her. She’d lie and say I made zero attempts, however I would know since those attempts always cost me my peace.. But on this day, 12/4/25, you can count me out—forever. I’m apologizing to myself once again for believing she had changed… for taking her words at face value and giving her the benefit of the doubt she never earned.

She has inflicted immeasurable harm in my life—months on months of emotional abuse for multiple years—only to make excuses for herself and, even now, deny any wrongdoing.

How does someone apologize for speaking to you disrespectfully, then turn around and do the exact same thing over and over? One apology is not a permanent pass to continue hurting me.

There has always been a baseline level of respect I held with her. I very rarely let myself cross certain lines with my words. But her? She doesn’t hesitate to call me out of my name.

She is one of the most unhealthy individuals I have ever known. She moves through life with an “I’m always right” mentality, and it’s frightening. I’ve seen firsthand what the opposite of healing looks like. There is no such thing as conflict resolution with her. I used to be so reactive- but as I’m typing this- I blocked her and did not take the time to read the messages she sent. I could see the laughing emojis and the cursing to know that I was still dealing with the same unhealed monster from the past..

She has blamed me for the loss of her friendships- -consequences caused entirely by her own behavior. She has downplayed every terrible thing she’s done to me and convinced me it was warranted. The kind of person who will twist reality until their mistreatment becomes “reasonable,” until they have you questioning yourself, believing you somehow deserved that level of unkindness.

Not anymore.

I shouldn’t have to brace myself before opening a message from my own sister. Me expressing a boundary shouldn’t come with anxiety over whether her response is going to be rude, dismissive, or condescending. That’s not normal. That’s not love. And I’m done pretending it is.

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