Sometimes I feel so unsure of my own experiences, I always have a burning fear in the back of my mind I’m a horrible person. I feel so insecure about whether the person I believe was abusive was actually abusive. My oldest sister would physically abuse my middle sister (still did less frequently till my middle sister left), would constantly try to get her trouble; Still to this day she claims my middle sister caused her to be bullied, despite no evidence for this being true.
After my middle sister got hit by a car she would start using that against her saying things like “you should have died”, “learn to cross the road”, most recently she’s spun a tale about how apparently she saved my middle sister from getting hit by a car again well on her way to school after her accident, declaring this justified the things she said; The time period she claimed the event happened my sister would not have been able to walk, let alone go to school. She also claimed having a concussion does not affect one’s mental processing.
Things like this will happen, she’ll claim whatever she had done actually happened to her. Well everyone outside my household seems to think she’s the angel she claims to be. Sometimes I feel like I’m crazy, just making shit up. If my own horrible experiences with her even count because I hadn’t been physically abused by her too.
I’m so scared of being like her, being the type of person so use anything against others, twist the truth and their own opinion at the drop of a dime.