I don't visit my mom. In my childhood, she was messed up on drugs and so abusive. She got cleaned up when I was a teenager and the moment I turned 18 I chose to stop visiting her. She is clean and a nice mother to my siblings, we talk on the phone but I choose not to visit her because I still feel awkward and hurt. I can't see her being a good mom to the others because it just reminds me constantly what I didn't have. I hate being blamed and called a bad daughter for it but it all hurts to this day. I forgive but I just can't forget it and sweep it all under the rug like the others.

I'm the most attractive person in my family. I'm not stupid, however growing up I thought I was. I think my parents let me believe this because I was better looking than my siblings.

My parents were pretty normal loving parents and they rarely fought but when they did it was hell. Nothing but screaming, hitting and things breaking for a week. It was like they bottled everything up for those few times a year that it happened and you always knew a few days before that it was going to happen because every time they spoke you can feel the tension building up. When I was 13 I would take my two younger siblings to my friend's house after school for the whole week but Saturdays was chore day so I had to stay home and that was the worst.

One of my siblings is visiting from out of state for just three days. I am making up excuses to avoid a visit. Too much drama, too much history. This person is toxic and very unhealthy. I am making the right choice for me- I am sure of it. Wish I could do it without the guilt.

I think losing a teenaged sibling has made me more of a paranoid mother than I would have been.

My mom abandoned us when we were kids and it truly screwed up my siblings. I remember when she was left. I thought: you're making a mistake. Im going to be something one day and You're going to miss out knowing ME! I was only 8 at the time, but it got me through. Never saw her again, but it gave me the drive and determination I needed to grow.

DH has a very large family, lots of siblings and all live within 30-40 miles of eachother. They are much more disconnected than many small family's that live states apart. We all get together for infrequent family gatherings when everybody can and each sibling seems to have their own close brother/sister (DH and his older brother are best friends), but there just isn't enough time to keep up with 8 siblings, plus spouses, on a regular basis.

I have never EVER had a fight with my sister (I'm 10 years older). In fact, I haven't fought with any of my (4) siblings since my older brother and I were about 12 and 14. Guess I'm lucky.

I get so tired of the perceived injustices of siblings. He got a sucker and I didn't... she got to have a friend over and I didn't... you got to make cookies when said friend was over and I didn't...blah blah blah. Never mind that over any period of time these things, of course, even out. Finally I screamed to shut up about it and now they team up together about how mean I am. Figures.

I don't think I'd give any of my siblings an organ donation. First of all, most of us are estranged from each other, so asking would just be rude since they want nothing to do with me any other time. Plus, I have kids. I would save my organs for them should they need it. I would also give to my dh. Of course.