I was hypomanic and went to the bar and had one beer. As I'm sitting at the bar my sister blows up my phone, 24 calls in a matter of ten minutes and leaves me horribly nasty voice mails. Telling me how pathetic I was and how nothing I said ever meant anything to her. Telling me I was dead to her. So I came home and removed all of her things out of my bedroom and boxed them up. Every last scrap of it. The back story here is her drug addict jobless boyfriend threaten'd to leave her if she didn't stop drinking, which threatening is a form of abuse. I sensed that she was jealous but after the fact.

The next night she barges into my house and starts screaming and calling me horrible names. I told her I was done with her and her mental, emotional, verbal and physical abuse. She laughed in my face. I felt this rage swell up inside me. This horrible power. She beat me and pushed me around as a kid and blamed me for the beatings. She ruined my family with her drinking and drug use. I'm no saint in that area but I never lied to her or tried to have sex with her boyfriend as she accused me of doing.

I shoved her against the wall. And started screaming and calling her a drug addict. She came at me and I punched her. Her boyfriend got between us. She grabbed my wrist and tried to pull me down and I slapped her and she kicked one of my legs out from underneath me and I grabbed and ripped out a part of her hair. She left my house and kept screaming about me and punching walls on her way out.

The next day, I told her boyfriend off. I told them to never come back to my house again. I cut all contact with them and now I'm in shock over what I did. I never fought back as a kid. I kept silent until now. I read my bipolar book which said in the hypomanic stage agitation and physical violence sometimes occurs. I believe her to be boderline just like me. But I feel better knowing that the cycle of abuse can end with our relationship. She is my sister but she is still doing drugs. Not drinking anymore but smoking meth and marijuana.