When I broke my foot about 7 years ago I told my sister and there was zero response. Absolute ZERO.
I realized a sad but true fact. Our Fictitious Disorder mother
had used up all of the emotional reserves of her children and tapped them dry. So I forgave them.
As a result my siblings have PTSD and they freeze when they hear any medical information.
I feel sorry for them and their spouses, friends and children.
I no longer tell my siblings much of anything. I tell my brothers and sisters in law. They are my family.
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