6 Reasons Why Your Sister Is Your Irreplaceable Best Friend

6 Reasons Why Your Sister Is Your Irreplaceable Best Friend

And as you grow and change, you realize there’s no other love quite like that which you have for your best friends—your sisters.
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If you’ve been blessed with one or more sisters, you know your relationship is an interesting dynamic. Sisters can be crazy, goofy drama queens, but they match you in ways no one else could. Here are six reasons why sisters are your best friends.

1. They’re Blatantly Honest

Sisters are not afraid to speak their mind. Your sister will call you out when you’re being dumb, argue vehemently about your opinions, and when she tells you you look nice, you know she means it. It can be a blessing and a curse, but honesty is the best policy… and it can be pretty refreshing in a world that oftentimes tells you what you want to hear.

2. They Know You Inside and Out

From your ridiculous first middle-school crush to your dramatic fear of squirrels (true story) to the way you cry when you laugh, your sister is the first to know. And she doesn’t forget. You share lots of secrets with each other, which only fuels your sisterly bond… and also fuels the potential for low-grade blackmail.

3. They Can Brighten Your Day Like None Other

Sisters also know how to make you smile. When I came to college, one of my sisters created a package of envelopes for me to open on different occasions. I can’t even begin to express how much joy I’ve taken in the funny notes and letters. Sisters have a knack for getting to your heart.

4. They Share in Your Dramaticism

There is no stunt or scene too dramatic for a sister. From all the years you’ve been alive together, I’m sure you can recount every “movie” or “interview” you attempted to make with a shaky, old camcorder, every elaborate and exclusive tea party, and every trick you played on your brothers or parents. Sisters are just down for that sort of thing. As the oldest sister, I roped my sisters into a lot of drama… but they pulled me into some, too.

5. You’re Proud of Each Other

Whether you’re following in a sister’s footsteps or leading the charge as the oldest girl in your family, you take pride in your sisters. Maybe you got to see them thrive in high school, college, and beyond as you were still little, or it’s possible you’re currently watching your younger sisters live out their dreams in ways you could only have imagined. Either way, you respect and admire them, almost as if they’re a part of yourself.

6. Your Love Is Hard To Rival

You and your sisters have undoubtedly caused each other tears of anger or sadness, but you know your love includes forgiveness. When your sister asks you to forgive her, your relationship stretches and grows a little bit more, because you see that neither of you are perfect. And as you grow and change, you realize there’s no other love quite like that which you have for your best friends—your sisters.

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I'm The Girl Without A 'Friend Group'

And here's why I'm OK with it

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Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

SEE ALSO: To The Girls Who Float Between Friend Groups

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To The Older Sibling I Never Had, I Wish You Were Here To Guide Me

I know you don't exist, and I know you never will, but sometimes I catch myself imagining a life with you in it.

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Even though years have passed since this horrific day, it still haunts my memory. Starting high school is a terrifying feeling and an insane transition when you don't have anyone to guide you through it. It was a mere 15-step walk to the door, and once I was inside my parents promised me there would be somebody there to help me find my classes, so why did I feel like I was being thrown straight into the gates of hell? I counted down the minutes until we pulled into the school parking lot and dreaded the sound of the car door opening and the anticipated start to the "best four years of my life."

As we were pulling up, I saw a girl who went to the same middle school as I following her older brother, who was a senior through the front doors as if it had been rehearsed at home. At this moment, I would have given my right foot to walk in her shoes right behind an older brother just this once. Eventually, with no place to hide, I just walked inside.

Unfortunately, this would not be the last of my longing for guidance from the older sibling I've never had.

I get it, I got a B in math. I get it, if I would have spent last Friday night studying instead of out with my friends it is possible that I could have gotten an A. But, what my parents seemed to not get was that life actually does go on even if you get a B on a report card. Time doesn't stop, your dreams don't diminish, and you are still viewed as a fairly competent person.

Luckily for my younger sisters, it seems my parents eventually did get it at the cost of my phone being taken away for three months and my social life ceasing to exist for the rest of that school year. As I spent every Friday night at home studying I longed, for just this once, to have an older sibling who was willing to take this hit for me.

Why did nobody tell me that it's actually more fun to go to school dances with friends than the boy you barely know who is just desperate for some conversation with the opposite sex?

I always wondered why that girl I went to middle school with never took a date to any of our formals or homecomings. Eventually, four homecomings and two proms later, I realized that this was because stumbling through the awkward introductions to family, tolerating the completely posed and overdone photos that would never actually be posted anywhere because you didn't talk outside of this forced interaction, and small talk over fruit punch and loud music was never actually necessary. Of course, I passed this message to my younger sisters and saved them the struggle of finding out for themselves.

Don't even get me started on being the first sibling to have to navigate applying to colleges.

I really could have used you then. I'm convinced there is nothing more difficult than trying to fill out a FAFSA or Common Application with absolutely no guidance or experience. Is my application essay long enough? Should I apply for early or regular admission? What if I don't get accepted anywhere? As selfish as it sounds, I would have given my other foot not to have to find these things out for myself.

I'd trade a lifetime worth of shotgun privileges to have you in my life to help me figure this stuff out.

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