Yeah. I could wrote a novel on the ways my siblings triangulate me. They are textbook examples. It's pathetic. Even now as adults, I pay the price when I pick my battles to call them out on their malarky in order to create healthy boundaries and basically show them, that they can't get away with their emotional abuse of me anymore. They retaliate with the silent treatment, name calling, threats to slander me to other family (which they already do anyway, have done so, for decades), threats to cut me off from their children, threats to cut me off for emotional/financial support (big surprise, they have never supported me in our entire lives), and they absolutely will never apologize to me and have never.

Even our extended family friends treat me with disdain thanks to my siblings trashing me to them.

Now I know why adults in middle age and older, are lonely and feel isolated. It's because like me, they are their family's chosen target or black sheep -- the truthful, kind hearted one who is deemed "disposable" by the toxic, dysfunctional family members. God forbid we scapegoats are successful. Even our successes are labeled "failures" in our divisive toxic family members' eyes, b/c we showed that we value ourselves enough to pursue something and are successful at it, even if its as small as paying rent, to as large as running a company, being a parent, having a healthy romantic relationship, taking care of a plant or a pet, paying bills. You know what I mean.

I feel incensed now, thinking of all the ways my siblings triangulate me with everyone around us. My sister used to tell lies to my boyfriends. She'd wait until she could get them alone at a family function then she would list off ALL the reasons that the boyfriend should flee as soon as he could from me. Now, I'm so protective of my life, I refuse to share anything personal with my siblings. Because I know they will violate my trust if I do share anything personal, and they will gossip about me to sabotage my relationships.