I think about a month ago I wrote you, telling you how much I loved and respected and admired you. I totally complimented you in a big way and even though I'm not sure you saw it, I still believed deep in my heart that you knew. And now look at what has happened. The one I loved and trusted most totally betrayed me.

You told my mom I was unhappy. You can't deny it. You can't lie your way out of this one. You can't insert some positive phrase and make this deception look good. You always do that. Your whole philosophy of life is to insert good words and all the sudden, all is right with the world. But you know what? I'm saying this with as much of sincerity as possible. You're full of shit. Sorry, the world doesn't work that way. Life is too complex to just say something that isn't true and put so much belief in it that it works. That's just wrong. I don't care if my mom is your sister. You shouldn't ever betray anyone's trust. There are exceptions. If I was plotting to hurt myself or someone else, then of course. But this wasn't one of those exceptions.

I'm really disappointed in you. How does it feel, Jane, to disappoint someone who's had enough disappointment for 3 lifetimes? How does it feel? I told you things even my therapist doesn't even know! And you know, maybe it doesn't sound like that big of a deal. Yeah, so I'm unhappy here where we moved. Big deal, huh? That's what you think, but you know it isn't like that. It's something you will never ever know how it feels because you're going to keep on believing it's all good with all your seminars and positive words and dating people from the Internet.

You were always the odd ball Jane. That's why I liked you. We're two of a kind. So I thought, anyway. But now you strut around thinking you're the shit. No way hon. You're 41, you're divorced and you've got a terrible relationship with both your kids, which I'm sorry to say, doesn't look good. You always wonder what's with them, but have you once ever stopped to think, that just maybe it could be YOU?

I was so wrong to trust you. You took advantage of me in a way. I was 13 at the time, my parents' marriage was on the rocks, I knew it, you knew it, we all knew it. I have been in my shell all of my life. I never ever open up to anyone. You sweet talked me into thinking that you're this wonderful person who's SUCH a great advice giver. But then you turn around and blab stuff and I'm just like wow. I never saw it coming. And that's why the only person I trust is my therapist. I don't trust anyone else with secrets.

I'm not going to buy into your candy-coated words and your syrup-y sweet theories. Sorry Jane, you've pretty much destroyed a wonderful bond between an aunt and a niece. It's all your fault. And now I've crawled back into my shell. Thanks a lot.

-Nicole