My sister had me as a birthing labour gift and it has haunted me for 25+ years.

This is to my sister (28f) and parents (f50/m52)<br><br>I’m your little sister who was born when you were just 13 years old. When I was born, mum and dad announced to everyone, “She was born as a result of our labour of love, we wanted to have a child together and you (28n-f) were our surprise gift!” <br><br>You were the youngest of us 3 and mum and dad have never hidden the fact that you were a surprise, a mistake (not in the way people usually use that word, as if we were some kind of burden. I swear they actually thought we were the 3-4 children God had sent them). <br><br>Fast forward 15 years, and I’m living in another country, struggling in uni and falling into a deep depression. I hadn’t spoken to my parents in years (other than when I came home for a few months after my grandma died) and mum and dad refused to come see me. Instead, they asked me to come back to the country. I was in so much pain mentally, I asked them why they even had me. I was just a “labour of love” - a gift to them, a surprise. It was a pointless birth, something they could have avoided by using contraception. <br><br>They told me I was drama-prone and attention-seeking, and that I was making them feel guilty for no reason. <br><br>This conversation has stuck with me for years. I have no idea why I was even born. <br><br>To my sister, I don’t resent you at all. You did nothing wrong and I don’t blame you for the fact that you were brought into the world as a “gift”, an accident that could have been avoided.<br><br>But now I just want to let them know how it made me feel.<br><br>I just wanted to tell them that in all their years of marriage, they’ve never once said to me how much they wanted me, how much they love me, how happy my birth made them, how much they cherish the gift of life they were given.<br><br>I wanted to tell them how it made me feel - like a mistake, an accident, a burden, a gift to THEM.<br><br>They have never once said anything nice about me or how happy they are to have me as their daughter. I have never, NOT ONCE, heard them tell me how proud they are of me.<br><br>I’m now 28 years old, and I just want to let them know that I wish I was never born. Not just one day, but all 28 years of my life have been a burden on them, a mistake, an accident. I wish nothing but misery on them in their old age, and I wish they’d died instead of me. <br><br>I wish I never took a job, I wish I never paid my own bills, I wish I never got an education, I wish I was nothing but a pointless, useless birth, an accident, a “labour of love” gift that could have been avoided by using contraception. <br><br>I’m sorry, but this is how it made me feel. I hope you all can understand why I feel this way, because I know none of your comments will change anything between me and my parents.<br><br>[Thank you Lils for the award! I’m touched.]<br><br>[Edit] [Edit2] [Edit3] [Edit4] [Edit5] [Edit6] [Edit7] [Edit8] [Edit9] [Edit10] [Edit11] [Edit12] [Edit13] [Edit14]