It seemed pretty normal from the outside. Typical arguments about anything that is literally “Joy!” »Hurry up, I needed to be in the shower ten minutes ago! and "Blair, I called shotgun!" Ugh, you suck! We didn't assert ourselves very well. In fact and more, the next step in the relationship model seemed to be the one we were missing, namely intimacy. Growing up, but especially in high school, Blair and I rarely talked about our feelings toward each other, and I didn't talk about what surfaced. We never really talked about deep things, things that mattered and were happening in each other's lives, without any real commitment to each other. I remember one time I tried to have a spiritual conversation with her in the school locker room (we both have a relationship with the Lord), but she shut me out. I remember being very upset about this specific conversation because I just wanted to help. There were random moments where I would try to display hints of affiliation, showing that I liked him, but there was never really any reciprocation or "I love you" that would be said between us. If there was, it was because we were family and that's what we were supposed to say, right? Our level of intimacy was lacking, but it was a sister-sister relationship so maybe that's how they