Hi,

My DH is moving out SD's things this weekend. Her room will be empty. A part of me wants to celebrate and a part of me wants to cry. It's been a long time coming. SD is 24 going on 12 and the typical manipulative, deceitful, high drama queen we all know or know of.

It didn't use to be like that though. I've known SD since she was 8 and we had some great times together. We were close and I loved her. I look back and I can see the relationship crumbliing - lie by lie, tantrum by tantrum, accusaton by accusation. Why did it have to be that way and what could I have done to prevent? I honestly tried but finally gave up last year after 1 too many blow ups and 1 final deceit. I closed the door on my relationship with SD and we haven't spoken to each other unless by absolute necessity since.

So, I'll clean up her mess one final time this weekend. I'll clean the carpet and paint the walls. I don't know if we'll ever be friends again or if I'll ever be able to open that door to her again.

Sorry, fellow steps. I'm on my pity pot today. Just needed to unburden. Thanks.