I Appreciate Ever Piece Of Criticism And Advice That I Learned From My Older Sister By The Age Of 20

I Appreciate Ever Piece Of Criticism And Advice That I Learned From My Older Sister By The Age Of 20

Thanks for doing life before me and finding the right paths for me.

Growing up with an older sister is both a blessing and a curse. (I mean the curse part very lightly sis) It’s always easier, in my opinion, to be the younger sister because the older sister has gone through everything you will have to first. Like getting in a relationship, getting her period, driving the car, getting a curfew, and all well having to abide by parents rules and set a good example for the younger siblings.

As the older sister I understand you want nothing but the best for your younger sister and while at times I felt like you were my second mom or even scolded me more than mom actually did, I still appreciate every single bit of advice and criticism you have ever given me.

Dear older sister,

You're about to read a long rant about everything that I can think of that you have ever taught me. Try not to get bored or laugh or cry, alright go.

I learned that going off on your own is scary.

Excuse me for my cussing to my family that is reading, but you always had your shit together. Man, that was annoying having to fill your shoes in high school. It was always “oh aren’t you her little sister?” Once I was finally going to a college that you had not even come close to touching I was excited to be my own self and carry my name without yours attached to it, but this ended up not being the case.

I was a small fish in a big sea of people and I missed the familiarity of you once being there. I got lost walking to class on my first day and thought “how in the world do people do this whole college thing” to be more specific “how in the world does my sister do this and keep her shit together?” Once I got homework I envied that we were in different majors and that I couldn't just call you and ask if you knew what you were doing because I didn't.

When I had to run to the store to run errands I had to be an adult and find things on my own, it was weird not being in the passenger seat or not having you next to me in the car on the aux. I realized I had to go out into the real world without you next to me (or ahead of me) I had to try to follow your footsteps without actually seeing your footsteps right there in front of me.

I learned that I am young and need to be on my own for as long as I can.

This one took me a while to figure out. I’m sorry I didn’t read any of your obvious flashing hazardous signs telling me to get out of all of my terrible relationships I held on to for so long. The truth is, I knew you didn’t like a lot of the guys I would date and I really did value your opinion and that’s why I tried so hard to prove you wrong thinking “I can change this one” and “you two will be best friends before you know it” yeah that never happened and it’s because I am finally, finally done fighting and letting you have this one.

I really do appreciate you letting me figure it out in my own timespan because if I heard any guy was treating you the way I was being treate, I would kill them before you had a chance to breakup with them (I’m pretty sure you may have tried to schedule that with my exes but you’re so undercover so I’m not positive) But through the bad realtionships and even the good ones you were always there to tell me I am more than enough on my own and a strong young woman that should embrace my independence.

No one has been able to change who I thought I was, which is a girl who loves to be in a relationship, until now. You have taught me the beauty of being young and independent, thank you.

I learned not to let anyone tell me I can't, including myself.

Well everyone but you. You are always there to tell me "You can't post that picture on Instagram I'm posting it." or "You can't wear that top with those pants they clash with my outfit." Other than the silly little things you were always the one telling me how much I really could do.

You not only told me but proved to me that 'the world is your oyster' and you can go off and do whatever you feel like doing. Because of this, I am not afraid to go to unfamiliar places, and I'm ready to explore and travel the world even if it seems like an unrealistic dream.

You inspired me to not be so afraid to speak up for what I think is right because I have a voice and it should be heard. (Maybe you shouldn't have helped me with this one because my big mouth is partially because of you, and from time to time does work in my favor in arguments we have.)

You have taught me that I am my biggest enemy and I needed someone to tell me this so that I can work with myself and be the best version of myself that I can be.

I learned the meaning of a true hard worker

Even though I was jealous of you my whole life for being the smarter one and getting straight A's always, I am happy for you. You managed to handle your entire life of school in multiple sports at the same time and numerous school organizations and you still had it all together.

You had a great social life, literally, everyone that meets you loves you, and you are such a genuine person. You deserve nothing but good Karma, and you do. You showed me how to handle being in multiple organizations at the same time and how to put your all into everything you do. Are you sure you don't have superpowers?

I learned to like things I didn't always because you love them.

So I'm the girly girl and you're the tomboy- total opposites but we make the best pair. Let me tell you from the most uncoordinated girl around, I do not like sports. I can't play them, I can't follow them, I can't watch them without getting bored, but I will always have a soft spot for softball. I came out of the womb when you were playing T-ball and never stopped watching you play since.

You would make me play catch with you the second I had working limbs. I would always drop the ball but you still asked me to play every night because you loved it and wanted to get better (and god knows you wanted me to get better too.) When I got to the age I could play on an actual softball team you practiced and practiced with me because you wanted to share the love you have for the sport with me.

I prayed I would make the team every night because I didn't want to disappoint you, even though I knew I sucked and would never be as good as you (shocker you're good at something?) You didn't give up on me so I knew I could never give up on you, even though I had to give up on softball, that was just your thing. But I couldn't give it up completely. I spent just about every weekend every summer since I was 10 sitting in the hot sun just watching you play, sometimes thinking "God when will this game end please let it end."

Some games were miserable to watch, some I brought my Nintendo DS to because I couldn't handle watching any more softball but at the end of the day learned to love softball, not as much as you do, but I love watching you play more than anything.

I learned that when all else fails your sister will always be there for you

Ew, what a gross cliche but I had to end on a sappy note. I’ve been through break ups and mass destruction ending of friendships, failing classes and crying into your arms just asking “when does adulting get easier” and you were always there. You were the friend that I knew I could always go to with absolutely no judgment.

It got weird when you became a teenager and I was still just a tween and you told me about your first boyfriend and told me not to tell mom and dad. (how could you make a 10-year-old keep that kind of secret) But once our boy talk began and there was talk much deeper than "I have a boyfriend" in 6th grade, there was no turning back.I know I can talk to you about anything and everything and we could go on into a conversation for hours.

I don't think anyone knows the bond two sisters close in age have. You saved my ass so many times keeping my secrets from mom and dad (sorry parents I know you're probably reading) You stood up to my bullies with me and let me handle my own battles when I needed to, you taught me how to be me and accepted every aspect of me.

There's no way to say thank you for everything you have taught me but this was my really sappy attempt. Thanks for doing life before me and finding the right paths for me. I love you sister. Keep teaching me.


Your stupid younger sister

Cover Image Credit: Sierra Gardner

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1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

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Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

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Having five older siblings is the greatest blessing I could have ever asked for. I get best friends for life.


I am probably one of the luckiest people on the planet because I have so many brothers and sisters. I have three brothers and two sisters. I'm the youngest of the six, so I have had a pretty interesting experience growing up with a big family.

My oldest brother is ten years older than me. All of my siblings were born in the 90s and I wasn't, but I wanted to fit in with them. I had to make sure I watched the same TV shows and movies that they did so I could relate to them. I tried to play the same games that they played, such as SEGA and Nintendo. I was not very good at any of them, but I was just happy to be with my siblings.

Going to school was always interesting because I always had a teacher that one or more of my siblings already had. Every year in school from 1st grade to 12th grade, I always heard, "Oh, I had a few of your siblings." Then, for the rest of the year, my teachers would slip up every once in a while and call me one of my sisters' names. I understood, though, because all of us look alike, so I would just go along with it and act like that was my name.

With my sisters, the three of us look like triplets, even though we are years apart. I get called Jess or Jen a lot by my parents. By process of elimination, they eventually figure out my name. I'm used to it as I respond to anyone who calls me by one of my sister's names.

Being the youngest, I get to see all my brothers and sisters accomplish many things. I watch what they do and learn from it. The problem for me has always been that all of my siblings are brilliant. I have always had to live up to the standards that my siblings set. It hasn't always been easy.

It can be frustrating because anyone that knows my brothers and sisters will automatically compare me to them in terms of intelligence. For example, I took AP Statistics in high school. I knew my teacher had a few of my siblings who were very bright and did well in that class. My teacher probably thought I was an idiot because I struggled in that class.

I have to try and prove to people that I am my own person and that I am just related to really smart people.

I never needed to worry about friends at school because, at the end of the day, I always had my five best friends at home. When we were all younger, we had our own sleepovers and parties, and we played games all the time.

Whenever I needed help with homework, I had my own free tutors at home who were willing to help me understand algebra and biology. Even in college, I still go to them when I need help with an assignment.

They took care of me when I was younger whenever my parents were working. I had my other five parents who were ready to take care of me. They still take care of me today.

Now that I am an adult, I have had to start doing things for myself. It's kind of weird.

I always had everyone else do everything for me or with me. If I needed to go somewhere, they were my chauffeurs. If we went out to eat somewhere, they paid, but now I can drive myself around and pay for things with my own money.

At the end of the day, I have five best friends for life. For me, that is all I need.

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