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Today is the first time in 39 years I could talk to my sister, and about my life. She had a completely different one, and she knows it, but usually cuts me off, and dominates a close. I had a whole 10 minute conversation, and got to say a few things. She did cut me off with "it's not my fault mom and dad did that. I was 12, and I had to babysit you at 4 all summer, and after school." She still gets so angry about that. And raising me from 3-10. It's a very long story of kind of an insane reality I had compared to others within my family structure. I'm just glad after 39 years with school, and counseling I got 10 min, and she did acknowledge why I have PTSD boarding on DID with out dominating me, and shutting me down. She kind of understood for a second before she started feeling bad and getting defensive. It's been an insane life with them. I got 10 min, and had words with controlled positive emotions where no one was to blame. It was just a fact. I feel victorious. It wasn't my fault for a second it just was. They messed up my head in order to survive, and get better. But just my words, energy, and body language shows I'm recovering. I could let her into my personal life for 10 min, and not be shut down so she didn't hurt, or feel bad. I was acknowledged as a human outside of her wants, and needs. A small thing, but a huge victory. It gives me hope.