I wish I could rewind to two years ago, as that's about when I left home to live elsewhere for the majority of the year.

I think it was then that the relationship between my sister and I changed. She started looking for other sources of emotional support, as I pursued what I felt I needed. I think that as each day passed, the voids in each of us were filled in different ways.

We come together now, and it becomes apparent where we've navigated within in our lives, either consciously or unconsciously, positively or negatively.

The trust and confidentiality we used to have seems so superficial now. We used to be able to do and say anything together. It was almost like she was my second self, just younger and more stubborn. I miss that freedom.