My sister is a great person who wouldn't allow me to scan photos from our childhood that I got back from her rapist (he kept them as a trophy) and threatened to cut his dick off when she eventually told us. She is so wonderful that she disowned me and doesn't do any research on my disease and is so supportive about the whole thing that I feel grateful everyday that I can call her on the phone and freely communicate with her. I'm so glad I have been there for her to document all the pieces of her life so she can have beautiful photographs that took me days to develop (double fiber weight black and white photos that took over 5 hours a piece to get perfect) so I could find them rotting in the back of her trunk so I never wanted to photograph her again since she appreciates everything I have ever done for her including paying for 2 nights in a $200 hotel rooms in London, $500 I spent when we were in Russia and had to ask my grandparents to wire us money because I was getting raped by the interest rates and she assumed because of watching "Romancing the Stone" that she could simply sign her traveler's checks over to me which she never did and listening to her bitch the whole time about how her jack ass she was dating at the time told her I was going to drop her in the middle of Moscow, which I wish I had done so I wouldn't have had to listen to her bitch. Oh and another $200 paid to her personal tour guide because people love to work and not get paid for dragging your ass around in a foreign country.

I hope she is happy with the way she can blame me for everything wrong that has happened in her life since my mom is no longer around to abuse.

Thank you, Anne, for making me feel special in the way only you know how. Good luck with your life and keep in touch! I really appreciate it that you follow what I do in my creative world while not having to be emotionally supportive.