It's very sad when family members stop speaking to each other. The day will come when you will regret it. That day is called "the funeral"
“Some people in your family will come miles to bury you, but won’t even cross a street to come support you when you are alive”
When I die, don't come to my grave to tell me how much you love me and how much you miss me, because those are the words I want to hear while I'm still alive.
The truth of the matter is you can only be hurt and mistreated so many times without cracking until that final day comes that you have taken enough and end the abuse, the truth is you mourn them people and then you pick up your self and move on with a much better life.