I Cut My Family Completely Off

I have been making major changes in my life and after writing the memoir of my life, I saw many things that I didn't like. Things that broke me to write and I decided to make a major decision. I decided to move on. After my twin brother was murdered, my family left me to my own devices. They didn't really care for me. They could never provide the support and love that I truly needed when Sidney passed. I was all alone. Embarrassing to admit, but I took alot from my family after Sidney passed. I took disrespect, disloyalty, dishonor, and just meanness. Just straight meanness. Cruelty. I feel for my brother as we've always felt it was just us two in the world. We always felt like we didn't have anybody else, because we didn't. We didn't have anyone. Nobody cared. The most my family did was ask me for money and bother me about their own personal problems. They never really sought out to make sure I was good after Sidney passed, I was drowning in the world alone. So, I decided long after my brother passed, to move on and heal on my own terms. One of my sisters and her children always had some of the meannest things to say about me and my healing journey. I was never enough for them. I always needed "correction" and "fixing" as if I was broken in their world. I decided it's time to go live my life without all of the negativity. Live out the promises I made to Sidney when I left home and I promised him I wouldn't look back. I looked back for Sidney because I wanted to be there for my family and now I am depleted and completely disregarded and it's time to dust my hands off because I did my part. It's over. Time to not look back... For real this time.