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June 6, 2013
I think about my ex-sister daily with great sadness. Her daughter says she is hurting, too. But there is a whole volcano of resentment between us, and it's way too much to handle. I fear, in order to be on civil terms, we'll have to ignore all those dangerous, magnificent lava flows. We'll never talk about our experiences. The not sharing, the pretense, is more difficult than the estrangement. Pretending is a giant step away from facing reality. Maybe we need counseling. We could do it online? This, the first positive thought I've had about this situation in months.