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About today's first story comes from Substantial by 4881 from the Am I the Asshole

Here subreddit and it says, am I the asshole here? For telling my sister, we were strangers

after she eloped and broke all contact with us years ago. Apologies in advance if this post seems disorganized. My head is still reeling from all this.

Nine years ago, I was 18 then, my oldest sister eloped with her then boyfriend.

Our parents, were an immigrant family, were vehemently opposed to her relationship.

I remember me being okay with it personally.

It wasn't my place. She eloped with her boyfriend and cut all of the contact with us.

My parents were besides themselves. I tried reaching out to her back then on different platforms

but was blocked. I even reached out to her best friends and asked them if they could at least get me in touch with her. They said she didn't know where she lived now, but she was blocked. I even reached out to her best friends and asked them if they could at least get me

in touch with her. They said she didn't know where she lived now, but she had told them she

was happy. She had also left her workplace. Eventually we all, me and my parents came to like

an unspoken agreement to pretend she was never here, and I blocked her everywhere too. I remember being

extra particular to call regularly when I was in college because I was worried about their state

of mind. We're now at a place I can't remember the last time she crossed her minds. Yesterday,

my sister knocked on my apartment door. She cried and hugged me when she saw me.

I hugged her back initially too.

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