Thursday, June 7, 2012

Mi familia.

This is continued from my rant on brothers.....

So let me just throw out one thing i hate. The division in my family. I am switzerland. My mom and sister are on one side, my dad and brother on the other, and then there is me. My parents are like prime ministers in different  countries, and my brother and sister are the armies to their own side. If that makes any sense. The point is, it's annoying. I go to my dads, and it almost always ends with my brother trash talking my mom. When i'm at home, my sister trash talks my dad. My parents joke (somewhat harshly) about each other, and on those rare occasions when we're all together it's like freaking world war three. And all of this stresses me out like no other. It's painful, and so annoying. I hate that they can't get along, and that i constantly have to pick sides. It just makes everything awkward. Other awkward situations include: my parents fighting, my siblings fighting, my siblings fighting with my parents, being left alone with any of them, being forgotten by my parents, etc. All very lovely situations. NOT.

Honestly, in my family i am just that extra kid that tags along. My brother and sister are less than a year apart in age, so they were close throughout their lives. Then there was me, almost 5 years later. I started kindergarten, they started middle school. I went into high school, they started college. My parents devoted time to raising them throughout highschool (had to), but then there was me who raised myself from age ten on. They went on trips, i was left at my grandmothers until i was 4. Old family friends know about them, not me. I was seriously just that kid. The last cook. My brother and sister were close in age to everyone in my family (mom and dads sides). The closest person to me is 11, then 8, then 4. It's terrific. I hate that feeling, but it's very clearly who i am. It's no secret. Some people think being the youngest is amazing. I say it sucks. Sucks a lot. You miss out on a lot when there are big age gaps, and when your the youngest. You aren't as close to your siblings, you aren't as noticed. My life wasn't video taped, there aren't as many pictures. My family was tired by the time they got to me. I'm just saying it isn't fun.


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