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Originally Posted by rainmon
efokes, are you still in contact with your B-mom?
why did she tell you not to contact her?
do you live close to them or did you have to travel far to meet them? wow! it sounds like those half siblings are a real piece of work !!!
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I have deleted her phone number as requested. It is a 5 hour drive (each way) to get to my biological mother's house.
The reason she told me not to ever contact her again was partly my fault. Here is the story there. She kept going on about how she wanted all of her children to get along and all be happy together (the perfect family). There is a great deal of dysfunction with the other siblings (ie: the law has been involved) and so they do not get along at present. I tried to be the peacemaker on the request of my biological mother, despite my prior treatment by my half-sister. I tried to meet with her twice on that trip (the second one down to her town) and she "was too busy" or "didn't feel well" even though it would have taken 5 minutes to walk out her front door (I was next door, literally) and say "Hey, nice to see you, sorry but I need to go to bed." We then had a very rocky conversation on the phone wherein I told her what I didn't especially like about the way I had been treated. Here is where I truly did make a mistake: I posted on a blog on myspace (I thought only I could see it because I was new to myspace and was ignorant) about how I felt about it - not ladylike in what I said. My biological mother then told me to delete her phone number. I had no problem doing that after my half-sister made disparaging remarks related to my belief system (that is not theirs) on my myspace page.
By the way, I have now made that page so tight with spam filters and privacy authorizations that it isn't funny.
I had been called "dirty laundry" because my biological mother was incensed that we had met in public (the way recommended by the experts) and my half-sister went crazy on me. My mother said "I did not want my dirty laundry aired before the entire town." She made it feel like *I* was the dirty laundry to which she was referring.