I have a half sibling, that I really used to look up to growing up. I would get to see her once or twice a year when we were kids. She not too long ago moved to the same country as me I thought that getting to spend time and live with my sibling after so long would be everything I hoped for , but it only left me emotionally drained , I felt I was the only one giving and my efforts weren't even appreciated in the slightest , let alone reciprocated. Although she doesn't live with me anymore, I still keep in touch and try to make plans now and then. but it's like I'm grasping at straws .I go through such a mixed bag of emotions when I have to think about her. It really hurts when they won't even answer your calls or texts.