come to terms with who my sister was

the bitch who ruined my childhood. I will never forgive her. I am earasing her from my life.

My sister was adopted when I was 8 and she was 6. She had severe mental problems steming from a background of severe mental and sexual abuse. She basically was a psychopath. No matter the amount of love she was given you could never trust her. Even at 6 she was damaged for life. My parents did everything that they could do to help her, but eventually she ran away from home at 18 and followed a life of drugs and god’s knows what else. I know that she had a couple children and also had a couple of abortions. I am afraid she also contunied on the pattern of abuse with her childern. Looking back on it all it’s very hard for me to comprehend. Did this really happen? Was she really the person I remember her to be? Was she really that horrible? I think I have blocked out many of the painful memeories. So when someone in the family talks about something she did (especially to me) I never really remember it. And I guess that’s what I need to get past. I either need to rip off the bandaid of time and really go back and investigate or I just need to let it all go and move on.