I wrote about the most negative relationship in my life back in January in response to a prompt from my writing book. The entry is here:
Nothing has changed since I wrote that entry, at least as far as the relationship is concerned. I’ve been in the hospital, gravely I’ll with pneumonia, but I never reached out to my extended “family” because I still don’t trust them at all. We’re simply hard-wired to not get along and I still accept that without remorse or guilt on my part.
We’ll live our lives as strangers because what has been this broken isn’t worth trying to rebuild. I’m extremely happy with my life and I wish them nothing but the best. We will just not cross paths ever again.