Every time I've heard "I don't want you in this family" from my sister, something sparks within me. Sure, there is a pang of hurt and dejection, but beyond that, there is a building backbone and newfound stability. Each time she says it is like adding an extra mile to the run even if it burns. Each time I become better. Each time I have exceeded the last. And eventually, when my marathon comes, I'll be the one to crash through the finish line before the rest, savoring the moment and knowing this moment is mine to seize because I didn't let her in the way.
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