Folding is Not Forgiveness

I never met my sister's biological mother. Actually, that was probably a good idea-- I hate Her, more than anything. My baby sister is smart, beautiful, creative, loving, and She didn’t care, never cared. Maybe She couldn’t care. If it wasn't for that stupid woman, my sister wouldn't have so many health issues. If it wasn't for that horrible woman, my sister wouldn't be afraid that one day, we'll all disappear. I know She is in jail again, and will never read these words, but I do have one thing I wish I could tell Her. Thank you for losing your daughter, because I am so glad we have my sister.