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I have a long road ahead. I still have many issues which need to be addressed. I guess I need to face them all alone. My brothers and sisters refuse to help me refuse to acknowledge my shortcomings. They hear from mom I guess and don't want to hear from me. All I want is to hear their voice to reminisce the good old days. I write letters hoping they'd write back give it a month. Then I rush to the mail box hoping for a letter from one of them. Nothing! I call them on the phone all I get is a recording. I know they are home they have to be sometime. The thing is I call maybe once or twice a year mainly to see if they are alive. I have to go to some classes to help me deal with life's stressors again all alone I will be. I'm sure this tirade doesn't fit under grief but this is how I feel like now. I know I've said on other sites I was okay but really inside still the pain. The End