I’m a twin. We were always together being the youngest in our family but we weren’t super close. It was some time soon after my torture began around age four that my twin no longer liked the idea of being my twin. It’s natural. It happens with twins.
First she decided to publicly embarrass me. She took my diary to school and showed everyone how I wrote about my love for a boy we went to school with. He ignored it and remained my friend. My twin decided she wanted to go to a different school then me. She changed her name for a while. She was going through her own troubles.
She became so adverse to our relationship that the torture group chose her to pick on when they decided to bring out the baby psychopath in me. We shared a room. Therefore she was doubly vulnerable. I harassed her so much she had to call my parents in. They took me out of the room nightly for about a year. This irreparably harmed our relationship.
Not only with my twin was the damage done but with my other siblings as well. They felt my temper tantrums took up most of our parents attention, that I was getting special treatment for being problematic and that I was a brat. It also didn’t help that my mood switched from good to bad irrationally. I was the favorite helper and dogooder in a good mood.
My twin has never forgotten how I treated her. She holds on to the past the tightest. This is what the torture group has done. She is a secondary victim.