A few years ago, I had falling out with my brother, we didn’t speak for years, in the time that we didn’t speak he told his child stories of when we were younger, but only the ones that painted me bad and himself perfect . Now fast forwarded it to once we patched things up his child would make comments about me and how nasty I was, this was all coming from what my brother had told his child. He never mentioned any of the decent things I did for him only the bad. I gave up defending myself and my brother would laugh when his child would say that I was a nasty sister. I wasn’t the perfect sister, nor was he the perfect brother like he made himself out to be. I have never painted him the same way with my children, which I know I could have been just as spiteful as him. I can never forgive him for that. He has never apologised for what he did, I will never forget. We have stopped talking and I haven’t seen him in over a year now. And there was no falling out this time, we just don’t talk. How do I heal from this?
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