Is it normal that I hate my sister?

Well, the good thing is, you are going to die. I'm not sure when, but you surely will die. You mention you tried to have her switched to a different nursing home, because the new name she got at the home she was in was Weeping red sunset, which is an ancient Navajo name that loosely translated means "she who walks around with open bedsores". First of all, how come she was in an Indian home, and second, why did you just "try" to move her. Why didn't you actually move her? See, I think the dealio is that the bedsores were bumming her out, and she just kinda checked herself out from being bummed. I dunno, but it seems that way... ,....as for you you sound like a jealous slugmonkey that thinks the world is entirely against her even though she does her very best to be a nice little princess who makes everyone but herself happy! Yeah...that's it. Tell ya what, a little less griping and jealousy, and a little more selfishness how about? Tell mary Jane hasitall to go fuck herself and her new car. Quit one of your jobs by taking a dump on the security cam in aisle 5 where the adult diapers are and spend more time flicking the bean. Have an orgasm or something that will make you shut the fuck up for at least 8 seconds. Get rid of your "old man", and by that I mean the old guy you're dating. He's a creepy perv. His name at the free clinic is Rectal Jim. Tell the side of your family that you don't like to suck farts out of a dead goat's ass and belch them back in each others faces, then if anyone says anything back to you punch them in the throat and say " so much for singing in the church choir this Sunday you bat fucking shitweasel!" That's what I'd do. Until you do something like that I must hate you.