Rebel,
It was my mother I avoided. Starting at the age of 12 I learned to not go home till certain cars pulled up in front of our home then I knew she would not beat me up or cuss me out. Later in life one of that I will never forget, like I could never be good enough for her - I owned my Financial Accounting firm, she looked at me and said you need to go get a real job. I just not refrain myself, I just busted out laughing and walked away. I had 2 kids in private school, a maid, a mtg payment more then most people make and a husband who sat at home and did nothing SO obviously what I was doing was not REAL but it paid for all this.
Now my sister, the princess, who sat at home all day watching TV could do no wrong she was just the most perfect thing that ever walked this earth. Like my mother neither of them would know how to tell you a truthful statement if their life depended on it.
I supported these two people financial for many years. For years I could never ever figure out why my mother treated my sister like a princess and put up all the lying. She never trusted a word I said and I would never lie to her and when she was sick and in need - yeap you guessed in which one was there for her certainly not the princess.
At the age of 62, I finally found out why she hated me so much. I never needed my birth certificate until I moved to a new state. The name I grew up as was not me. My dad was not my dad. She was not married when she had me. Obviously she took it out on me my entire life.