I hope your new “family” makes you happy and I hope it helps you sleep better at night, knowing that you replaced the one family that was always there for you.
No matter how many times you slander our name, call us bullies, spineless, verbally abusive, you know your truths. You know the façade you portray to the public eye is a ruse and you know it’s wrong. You know you’re a hypocrite when you tell us we live lives of sin. You know you’re wrong.
You’re wrong to put your friends before your family; family that supported you when you feared being gay – as if being gay is wrong or bad; family that supported the incessant wailings from your clarinet practices in your room and that attended every band event you participated in. You’re wrong to put your friends in front of the family that made you laugh throughout your entire young, entitled life and the family that swelled with pride when you walked across that stage and received your Bachelor’s Degree.
But what I’ll never forget is how quickly you disregarded the heartfelt message I inscribed into your graduation card, telling you how much I loved and missed you and how much I wish we lived closer to one another. This card you disregarded because you were too “busy” dealing with your new family’s children. This card you disregarded and, in one fell swoop, read the card from your new family… your new sister.
Your new family was not there for you in your darkest of times. They didn’t let you climb into their bed when you got scared in the middle of the night. They didn’t spoil you with toys and shower you with love. They didn’t defend you when you were being bullied in school. They didn’t pick you up or drop you off at multiple friend’s houses and they weren’t there when you were suffering from heartbreak.
They replace us because YOU have changed, my dear sibling. You are blind to what others see. You have become the person you hate most. You are judgmental and have alienated yourself from your family. You are spineless and submissive to your husband. You have allowed the church to envelop you in their cultish bubble and you judge those outside of that realm. Your husband is neither kind nor accepting of lifestyles outside of his own – he has poisoned your mind to think the same way.
I liked you better when you were with your ex. You have not improved as a person, nor have you become a better person, since being with your husband. You have drastically and radically changed your views of the outside world and you have become distant. You’re never too busy to ask things of us, your old family, but when we try to contact you to say hi and to keep in touch, you miraculously have better things to do. When you need advice, you seek the advice of your new family because they advise in the Christian way.
I do not feel remorse for saying what I’m saying, but I do feel remorse that you are no longer the sister I knew or grew up with. And that breaks my heart more than anything. You will never be the same person you once were and that’s a difficult piece of knowledge to accept. Your diet doesn’t make you better than us, your religion doesn’t make you better than us, your military husband doesn’t make you better than us, your lifestyle doesn’t make you better than us and your income doesn’t make you better than us.
You have cast aside the three people who watched you grow and accompanied you throughout your childhood. We did not bully you, as you falsely accuse, and we did not mentally abuse you, as you falsely accuse. You know you’re wrong. You know you’re wrong when you say you had a horrible childhood. The moment those words left your mouth, you slapped the hand that fed you and the hearts that loved you. You were a spoiled, entitled child, as much as I was, and you loved every minute of it.
Words cannot describe my disappointment in you.
You have changed and not for the better.
I will always love you, but I do not have to like you.
Blue-Eyed Rockabella 