I have a myriad reasons to dislike my cousin, but there's only one reason to explain why I hate her.
My siblings treat her like she's their own. When it comes to me I may as well be a complete stranger, or even a slave.
If I died tomorrow they wouldn't bat an eyelid. If she died they would feel a hole in their hearts.
She makes them laugh. I make them cry.
When she's having issues they all jump on board to help her sort it and they'll have the same conversation with her over and over and over again. When it comes to me I'm left to do it all on my own. They refuse to help.
When she's around I'm no one. She has a better relationship with my dad than I do. She can speak to my mum like I can't. She can make my siblings laugh. I can't make them smile, never mind making them laugh.
I have no place in this family. She has a greater effect on my family than I do.
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