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Unfortunately the only member of my immediate family that's left alive is my sister, who I dislike the most. Oh, I don't hate her, but she's damn hard to get along with. I think I'd have an easier time getting along with some of my distant cousins who I barely know, if I had to - they may be in their 50s and have completely different values and lifestyle than me but at least they have some notion of common courtesy. LPM, your sister sounds a lot like mine - selfish, domineering, completely self-absorbed and a radically different personality type than my own. It's like this - my sister lives for the surface world of appearances. She cultivates the acquaintance of bitchy, washed-up females who wear too much makeup and backstab her. She shows a lot of cleavage and uses men like they're toys, put on earth to run errands for her. She constantly calls me with the crisis de jour and demands that I drop everything to meet her needs. She made my boyfriend clean out a rotten refrigerator in her garage the first time she ever met him. I suspect that she may be bipolar...I never know what to expect when she calls. She could be screaming and crying hysterically, or so amped I have to hold the phone three inches from my ear. Even when she's in a good mood and being nice, she is so overwhelming that after a few minutes I'm exhausted and want to run and hide. Despite all this, we have developed some sort of friendship for the first time in our lives, just within the past five years or so. Nonetheless, I find her very difficult to like, although I do love her.
Whew - I needed to talk about that!
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