MeekMe
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This is my experience, as well. I hardly know my siblings. My sister and I see each other maybe twice a year and hardly ever call. I generally know what's going on in her life, because I see her son quite often and my mom keeps me somewhat up to date.
My brother and I have more in common, both of us being into music and I can actually remember him living at home and him waking me up to go to school in the first grades etc. Still, we don't really keep in touch that much. I see him quite often when he's in town for gigs and he regularly gets my name on the lists of various other gigs, but our communication is pretty superficial. He's alway offered to to help me move, though.
So in a way I'm an only kid, although in reality I have two older siblings.
Weird, huh? I can't identify with my family at all really. Describing it as superficial certainly seems to work.
Stag, I know the feeling of hearing the door lock. It seems I can't remember my older sister being there for those days. I know she stepped up with the other bad situations, though.