I’m nineteen and trying to move out as soon as I physically can from my father’s house. Unfortunately that probably won’t be for a while as I am in the process of acquiring a car, a job, and a place to live. I’m in a rush to leave because my eighteen year old sister is harder to live with then most crack whores, (not to offend any working ladies with access to the internet.)

Honestly though I’ve never witnessed a more pathetic excuse for a human being. When I see people making first impressions with her I am compelled to yell, “RUN!” To save them from her pretentious advances and put on darling attitude. Both are short lived once she has your trust. From there she will manipulate, exploit, deceive, and take advantage of you until you realize you are just a means to a end for her.

For example when I did treat her like a person she:
-Tried paying my friends with sex for pot.
-Accused me of beating her and called the cops.
-Accused my fourteen year old brother of beating her and called the cops.
-Stole many of my valuable possessions and pawned them.
-Totaled my car.

These are the only things I can recollect off hand but I think it gives you a clear idea of what I’m dealing with.

It was nice having her out of the house during the winter when she was court ordered to attend rehab. But it was fairly obvious when I met her probation officer that she was under the impression that my sister was a angel and was living in a broken home, I felt like pointing at my suburban upper class house and asking if it looked like a project. Apparently while in rehab my sister claimed I was the source of her anguish which I find remarkable since I utter and completely ceased to speak or even recognize her in the months following up to her admittance to rehab.

Since she’s been back I’ve continued to literally act as if she doesn’t exist but she has taken the opportunity to walk all over me to the point it’s becoming unbearable. When I ask my father to do something he asks me, “what do you want me to do?” I’ve thought about living on the streets or even taking my chances in the wilderness. I’m tempted to fight fire with fire and am fairly certain I could beat her at her own game but I would imagine I’d feel morally desensitized after wards.

So that’s my rant, like I said I’m doing the best I can to get on my own feet and get out of here but it’s torture while I do. If anyone has been in a situation like mine and found a means with dealing with it please let me know. Obviously I’m looking for a non-violent solution regardless of the good a smack upside the head would do her. I apologize for the length, I was trying to make it clear that this just wasn’t sibling rivalry and if I just said my sister is crazy it wouldn’t do me any justice. Thank you for hearing my case.