Thank you for that. I have neither forgiven, nor do I grin and bear it. It's both pity, and their friends / family who make me feel like I don't do enough. I've been so good to them, especially within the past 6 years, and they still treat me less than my siblings. One of which has told them he can't wait until they die.

Just an hour ago, I said I was coming to cover their pool and get my food containers. 'No.' 'Yes. 2 stray cats and a raccoon drowned the year you didn't cover it. '. Her, 'There are no strays here. Don't cover it.'. Me, 'Why does it matter if I cover it?'. Her, Just don't cover it.' Me, 'WHY?!!' 'Please don't start fights with me. I'm a sick woman'.

Because I was on speaker phone, my husband (who's not confrontational), said to her, 'You started it!'

I deal with this every. single. time that I talk to her. And she tells people I don't spend time with them?