Do I exist separately from my sister?
I'm sure I've wondered ever since she was born.
Didn't help that many in our family see us a Siamese twins (though 6 years apart.)
Didn't help that my mother's clear message to me was that I was responsible for her.
Didn't help that my father took one and then the other -- never letting either of us go. Rivals for the attentions of a monster. And the third was our mother.
I'm only now starting to see daylight between us.
The more I see her, the more I can see me.
And yes, it does look -- and FEEL -- like a prison.
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