Well big brother. Tomorrow will be your 60th birthday and I bet you have a big party - wife, kids, big sister, her kids and their kids, friends. Bet they all say what a wonderful person you are. But little sister knows the truth! You sexually abused me. You made me feel dirty, shameful, self-loathing, scared, mistrustful, damaged, unloved, unloveable, worthless, mad, depressed, suicidal, angry, guilty, dead inside, alcohol dependent, eating disordered, tired, helpless and hopeless. I fantasise about shooting you - seeing a look of terror on your face as you see what is happening. Gonna start with your kneecaps - pow pow! As you fall to the ground, a bullet right in your face - bang!! Die die die. You killed me years ago. Enjoy your birthday - may you rot in hell.