AITH for cutting my (24F) sister (28F) off after our dad (49) passed unexpectedly?
For context, I have one sister and one half brother (32) I’ve never met in person on my dad’s side. My brother and I communicate, but my sister tended to nearly never reach out to either of us unless I did so first. She did not like him because she thought he was weird and had no interest in getting to know him or our nephews, which live an hour away from her out in Oregon. Anyway, when I did reach out, I could kind of just tell with the dry, almost robotic replies she wasn’t really interested in my bids for connection, so eventually I just quit as it started to hurt my feelings. Every time I would ask if something was wrong or if I did or said something to maybe upset her, she said she was just busy. It still makes me sad to think about this.
My sister had a lot of animosity towards me growing up from a very young age. I remember many instances of being physically abused by her to the point of marks. Acts that cut off my air supply. Throwing things and screaming if I ate cereal for lunch instead of breakfast because it was a “breakfast only food”(that was never a rule btw, she just personally came up with that herself). Walking on eggshells because the most minor things sent her into a full on rage. She learned this behavior from my parents, so you could guess how much they cared about it. She only did it when they weren’t around anyway. She would force me to sit there and she would call me ugly and pick out features on me that she hated and why and how I was stupid and never good enough. And took pics of me when I cried. Learned that from my mom too btw. Sometimes mom would join in if I was the scapegoat for the week. Sometimes my sister was the scapegoat and got screamed at and punished for the most minute things, and sometimes it was me.
Mind you, I had undiagnosed early childhood OCD and trichotillomania. For those that don’t know, that’s in the same category as Autism and ADHD in my case. I am extremely bright but socially I don’t understand half of the stuff that goes on around me and I generally internalize everything out of guilt and shame compulsively.
So, prior to dad going on life support, I had not seen my dad in about 11 years, and my sister about 2. My brother is strung out on drugs so I couldn’t find him. I get there first and he’s in rough shape. They inform me I’m legal decision maker. My sister showed up a couple days later and she became equal to me in that regard.
We did great at first! Until we didn’t. It was one of the last times dad was awake prior to passing. I was at dad’s bed and she was in the corner in the chair. My back was turned to her. I was explaining that before she got here I was by his side watching him, and I said “and I wasn’t even on my phone or anything” and I hear “what do you want a fucking cookie? What the fuck is your problem?” I turn around and she’s on her phone. I realize she took my words out of context and I quickly just try to deescalate and say I don’t care what she does because dad is on ECMO and starts coughing as he can hear us. Ever since that point, she just hated me. She went off on me in front of dad saying I’m not who I say I am and that I need to back the fuck off or something like that, very snarky like her goal was to hit me where it hurt most. And it did. I just kept agreeing and going yup yup you’re right because the machines are beeping and she’s not stopping and dad is writhing around in the bed atp. A few minutes later I discover dad can communicate through blinking. I inform my sister and she doesn’t even look up from her phone and goes “yeah, right, ok”. I look at my dad and put on a smile and pretend like I didn’t hear it. I saw tears in my dad’s eyes and I had no choice but keep it together for him.
Dad died a few days later. That was one of his final memories. I keep thinking about it and I’m SO fucking angry. I feel as though I had no choice but to cut her out of my life in order to protect my peace. I did not say goodbye, just blocked. AITH