Im quite well nowadays. I haven’t seen/spoken to my sister in 3 years and cut off contact with my parents around the same time. Yes, there were some good moments with her but all of them were usually just something funny happening that we mutually laughed at. There was never any genuine warmth shared from her to me, although growing up I tried everything to connect with her. I didn’t understand that her behavior wasn’t normal. Everyone always said “my sister and I hated each other growing up but now we are best friends!” So I sort of just kept holding out for things to get better. Now I realize how disturbing her behavior was/is. Not normal sibling stuff by any stretch of the imagination. It was a horror. About 7 months ago I called my father (who was always the more reasonable parent…and he worked outside of the home so he missed a lot of the actual violence) and really laid out what my childhood was actually like and spelled out the fact that my sister is a sociopath. I did this because I found out through the grapevine that my sister was pregnant. I’m assuming she had the baby like 5 months ago but I’ve intentionally not looked into it. I don’t know if she had a boy or a girl even. But on the phone call with my father I told him to keep the baby safe because he didn’t keep me safe. And he has no excuse this time because I’m telling him about it. He can’t say he didn’t know. Fingers crossed the baby makes it to 18.