Brian R. Duncan, HALF Sibling/Perfect Stranger

Kansas City MO

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I trusted you to protect me like family. I trusted that the words “I’m different” would never have to be spoken. I trusted that you were smart enough to figure out that my aloofness has never been a choice. I never expected you of all people to misjudge my quirks so unfairly! Jesus Christ. You have caused more hurt than anyone I have ever known and you have no business being in the business of souls! God KNOWS me. You didn’t even know my birth name until I showed proof but somehow think you know me better than anyone else after only meeting three times - once as a teenager and twice as an adult while actively in an abusive relationship and dealing with PTSD. I will be 48 next month. We haven’t seen each other at all in my forties and have barely spoken at all. That is the reality of our relationship. There’s very little you should know about my life given the distance and time between us. Your expectations to know every detail of my life are unreasonable and intrusive and borderline creepy. Abusing me with lies and accusations concocted in your disordered mind doesn’t change anything about this reality. Accusing me of hatred for refusing to talk to you doesn’t change the reality either. This isn’t hate. This is what establishing boundaries looks like. You will never have enough depth to know me on any level at this rate. You are the king of all things surface. I am textbook Asperger. NEVER disturb my life again unless you are able to control yourself and refrain from judgments over my quirky, peculiar, quiet and aloof traits. Most importantly, only IF you accept that my introverted personality THRIVES on privacy and intimate interpersonal communication more than most people are capable of understanding. Shame on you for your false judgments and accusations! Shame on you!