🚫 Dear Sarah: If You’re Reading This, Don’t Bother Replying

Let’s not sugarcoat it—I’m done with Sarah. And before anyone spins this into “family feud” territory, let me clarify: this isn’t drama. This is betrayal, and I’ve got the bruises to prove it.

A few weeks ago, I opened up about our childhood. About how things went down when Mom was sick, and how I thought maybe, just maybe, Sarah and I could heal. I still had some anger, sure, but I was hopeful. Turns out that hope was naïve at best, laughable at worst.

Because behind my back, Sarah was busy catching up with Emily—the same Emily who’s been running a slander tour with my name as the headline. Feeding her lies. Twisting the truth. And you know what Sarah did with all that nonsense? She believed it. No questions. No fact-checking. Just blind loyalty to a habitual liar. The worst part? Months went by and she never came to me once. Not even a “Hey, what’s going on?” Just radio silence while the damage snowballed.

So, I did what adults do—I went to her face-to-face. She’s 29. I’m 27. You’d think we could have an adult conversation. But instead? She pulled the “I don’t really talk to Emily” card. 🙄 She “never picked a side.” She “didn’t know anything.” Cute. So I called her out. And she went quiet, like a child caught red-handed sneaking cookies before dinner.

Then the kicker: I found out she’s been sending MY texts to Emily. Emily was telling her how to respond to me. Like some twisted high school drama except everyone’s grown and pretending they’re not acting like teenagers. I was furious. No—I was livid. You want to backstab me and help someone who’s mentally and physically wrecked me? Fine. But don’t come crawling back when the truth slaps you across the face and you finally see Emily for who she really is.

And yeah, I’m devastated that I’m not part of my niece’s life anymore. Of course I am. Everyone is getting so many photos of her as they talk about her first birthday coming up. But the sad truth is, there was nothing I could have done to fix this. Not with Sarah’s loyalty so easily bought by lies. She doesnt want to hear me at all so I was losing before I knew what i lost. What cuts deeper than anything? Izzy having to witness all this. She didn’t pick sides—she saw the proof, made her own decision, and supported me because the truth spoke for itself.

This post isn’t a plea for reconciliation. It’s closure. Because I refuse to keep playing the game Sarah signed up for. If you want to believe the person who’s turned my world inside out, go ahead. Just don’t act surprised when she does the same to yours.