I didn’t say no because I didn’t love my nephew. I said no because my brother is an adult who needs to learn the ROI of his own life. If he wants to succeed, he needs to hire a sitter, manage his own calendar, and pay his own bills. He doesn’t need a sister who will sacrifice her own children’s time to facilitate his career.
I am not the “worst sister in the world.” I am the only sister who actually respects my brother enough to stop treating him like a dependent.
If they aren’t speaking to me, that’s not a tragedy—it’s an efficiency. For the first time in a long time, my house is quiet, my bank account is my own, and my children have my full attention
