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(28,793 posts)When I was 13 my father died. His brother and he had a falling out about 5 years before he suddenly dropped dead of a heart attack. My uncle came to his funeral and he cried all day long. Tears just going down his face the whole time. I swore that day at the age of 13 that I would never let some stupid shit come between my siblings and me.
Enter Fox News followed by Trump. My brother and I barely speak. I avoid my sister and when we talk we steer way clear of politics. We all still know we love each other.
It's pretty much the same with my friend. I've known her just as long as I've known my siblings and in many ways been closer to her. This is me, I cannot quit these people because they have to know I have loved and do love them. That doesn't mean I have to agree with them or mince words with them, hence the long silences. I cannot even seriously contemplate a permanent break. Maybe it's happening; maybe it already did. But in my heart and in my mind this is my brother, who I love, my sister, who I love, and my lifelong friend, who I love.
it doesn't mean I always like them, and certainly I deplore their beliefs.