On Being A Twin

On Being A Twin

It's both pretty weird and pretty cool!

Everyone always asks me what it's like to be a twin. Well, I couldn't really say as it's pretty much different for each twin but here are some things I have found from my own experience as a twin.

1. I understand why you can't tell us apart. Sometimes, I can't either.

We may not be identical twins., but people seem to think we are a lot of the time. I don't really see it but people seem to not be able to tell us apart. We have completely different styles and personalities. I'm more reserved while she is all over the place, but somehow we still seem to confuse people. The extent of how we get confused is really outstanding and our parents didn't help either. There is literally one letter difference between our names. It's so weird. On paper, we are pretty much the same person, almost the same name, same address, same schooling, almost the same phone number since we got our phones at the same time and a lot of the same experiences. It's really confusing.

I remember an instance this summer where the confusion was just insane. We had both been applying for jobs and we applied to the same place. A week later I got a call for an interview. I went in for it and it went well. A couple of weeks later I got a call for another interview. I naturally assumed that they called me in again because they wanted to hire me. Boy, was I wrong. I did the interview and I got the job. When I went in for orientation, I found that I couldn't sign in as an employee with my social security card. They said that I probably made a mistake when I put in my social security in the application, but I knew, I just knew that they had mixed up the applications. It turns out that I was right, they called for an interview the first time for me, and the second interview was supposed to be for my sister. They then sort of assumed we were one person and that person was her, so technically I got the job but under her information so she was in the system, not me. It ended up working out because I kind of convinced them that since my twin was already technically a worker there, why not hire her. It was just a really weird and confusing situation but now I can look back at it and laugh. The fact that they thought we were so alike (though, I don't really think we are) that they made us into one, is just really strange.

The only time I ever think we actually look really alike is in the pictures I have from when we were kids. We are honestly still in an argument about who is who in one of our old pictures. Not even our mom can tell. We have asked pretty much everyone in our family. I guess we will never know.

2. We fight a lot.

The extent of how we get confused is really outstanding and our parents didn't help either. There is literally one letter difference between our names. It's so weird. time and just hearing it is driving me crazy). We're just different, which just makes us constantly argue for the most asinine reasons. We literally spent over three hours arguing on the phone about how Ethel from Riverdale is actually evil. (She is, by the way. Did you see that wicked smirk?). It's just the strangest thing but we always end I guess this is not that common among twins but we fight an absurd amount. We don't really have much in common. She's loud, I'm quiet. She's really into fashion and I couldn't care less. She loves theatre, music, and plays and if I hear another Hamilton song, I might lose my mind ( not because Hamilton isn't great, it is but more because she sings it all up forgetting whatever it was we were fighting about.

3. The "evil twin" stereotype is 100% true.

I know this because I am the evil twin. No explanation, I just am.

4. I'm happy that we are apart.

Don't get me wrong, my sister is truly the best person in my life. She's my best friend and I love when we are together but I'm glad that we are apart now. Growing up, we were always together, everything we did, we did together. When I would go to a friend's house since we had the same friends, she would come with. When I went to a party, she would be there. I would wake up next to her, get ready for school with her, go to school with her, do homework with her, and go places with her. Basically, everywhere I was, she was too. It felt like I wasn't even a person, I was just one of "the twins" and that drove me crazy. Now that we are in different colleges, I finally feel like an individual, I'm no longer a matching set. I don't even really tell people that I'm a twin, just because I don't want to get that look of "aww, you're a twin, you're so lucky".

Being apart actually even helps our relationship, we still talk all the time and when we do see each, we just fall back into the same old rhythm easier.

6. We actually DO have a secret twin language

I think this is less because we are twins and more because we are just complete weirdos.

5. Yes, we are obsessed with Tia and Tamera, Annie and Hallie, Mary-Kate and Ashley and The Sweet Valley Twins.

Or maybe that's just me.

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To My 'Like It Or Not' Best Friend, You're Stuck With Me For Life

Ahhh, younger siblings.

I think we can both agree that mommy’s repetitiveness in saying, “Stop arguing! You guys have each other for life, whether you like it or not” has gotten old. You bother me when my friends are over, you make the TV too loud when I’m trying to study, and you eat the last of my ice cream.

However, you also walk the dog for me when I sleep late, give me the biggest hugs goodnight, but most importantly, you ask for my help.

While asking for my help may seem so insignificant to you, it truly means more. Now I’m not talking about you asking me to help you out and unload the dishwasher for you, but the times you truly need me. Every Facetime or text I receive from you asking for help with homework, organizing your schedule, or even how to get mommy and daddy to let you do something, is so special to me.

Now I don’t know if I ever told you this, but the day you were born was undoubtedly the happiest day of my life. The idea of transitioning from my dolls to a real person left me feeling euphoric and overly anxious for your arrival.

I used to tuck you into your crib, change your diapers, feed you, and play with you for hours on end. I bragged about “my cute baby brother” to strangers on the street.

As you got older and more independent, you no longer needed me to complete these tasks for you. I suddenly wanted to be with my friends more, and viewed you as a nuisance who was always getting in my way.

As I sit here, during the start of my second semester of college, it is all becoming clear to me. The times you need me, you value my opinion, you ask for my help, and you simply text me to say hi. All of these moments represent the day you were born.

On this day, I suddenly could become something more than just a four-year-old girl with the maturity of a 14-year-old. I now could become a role model for someone.

You still may not understand why the elementary act of asking me for help is meaningful. In fact, you may be thinking it is silly that I even took the time to write this letter to you.

I hope one day you can make sense of this. Until then, keep asking me for help. Keep asking me stupid questions I make fun of you for. Keep learning from my mistakes, and coming to me when you make mistakes of your own.

Whether you like it or not, you have me for life.

Love always,

Your mean, messy, loud, lazy, protective best friend

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A Letter From Your Little Sister

My sister, my friend

To my siblings..

Being the youngest, I've watched you all grow into who you are today. You've graduated, formed relationships, careers, and moved out of the house one-by-one. And while you've all begun your lives elsewhere, I've been here at home, waiting to start mine, missing you guys being home. But I know that you'll be here when I go through the same milestones that you have already accomplished.

You've already been there for me when I needed you most. When I cried because a stupid boy broke my heart in high school, you were there to catch my tears and tell me I'll find someone better. Whenever I needed a pick-me-up, you were there with an invite for me to join you and your friends in whatever you were up to.

As we got older, you started coming to me too when you needed a shoulder to cry on or something fun to do. I guess you didn't have a choice since our older siblings were gone and I was all that was left.

Regardless, I was still excited you picked me. But the older I got, the more we could relate to each other. You took me shopping when you needed help picking out new clothes and you vented to me when you needed someone to listen. We've become closer than ever.

Even though you're all off living your lives now, you have each left a lasting impact on me. Each one of you has shaped who I am. I idolized you growing up. I wanted your humor, your style, your kindness.

You were my biggest role models. I don't know how I got so lucky to have the best siblings somebody could ask for.

But above all else, I want you to know that I am so so so proud of you. You went from being my annoying older siblings who picked on me every day, to my best friends who I miss living with.

So as I write this with sobbing eyes, I hope you keep this as a reminder that I love you and I will always be in your corner rooting for you. Thank you for everything.


Your little sister

Cover Image Credit: Courtney Flaherty

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