I am so sick of being compared to my nine year old brother.
I am constantly reminded of:
How smart he is, and how he got into the REACH program, where I didn't.
How he's so good at math
How he's different
How he's so special.
EXCUSE ME?!
I'm so effing sick and tired of being reminded that I'm the black sheep, the ugly duckling, the family fuck up.
I like to be alone, my dad doesn't repsect that.
I like different music, my mom dislikes that
My brother gets off easy, I don't.
Example:
Mom to brother: You didn't eat, so go to bed early. But, you can have your TV on, you can have your Kindle Fire, and you can have your music.
Mom to me: Go to your room, and don't play your music, don't read, just go sit in the dark until you fall asleep
Don't get me wrong, I love my brother....
BUT I'M SO SICK AND TIRED OF HIM BEING THE CONSTANT TOPIC AT FAMILY GATHERINGS, AND I'M TIRED OF HEARING HOW SPECIAL AND SMART AND TALENTED AND AMAZING AND SAINTLY HE IS
UGH
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