The vanishing twin syndrome

It might appear foolish to compare what I feel with what an individual affected by ‘the vanishing twin syndrom’ must feel toward his twin who’ve never met. But reading about that syndrome was quite impressively instructive about how to behave in the circumstances.

It doesn’t make any sense.

The twin vanished before she was born. Before she was able to conceptualize everything. But she feels she is missing something, a part of herself, maybe. And she feels guilty because somewhat her being alive makes each day the vanishing twin die. 

Each day I talk with my vanishing twin and I feel guilty. When I avoid doing so, I miss him.

However, the vanishing twin of my story is alive. There’s no reason to feel guilty.

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