In 1999 my little life changed when my little sister, Ally, was born. Before then my world consisted of my parents, my older brother, and me. I was the only girl and the baby and I just wanted it to stay that way. Unfortunately, my parents brought home a screaming and crying bundle of joy one day and showered her in all of the attention that was meant for me.
Fast forward a few years later, our other little sister was born, but I didn't despise this baby as much as I had hated Ally. Growing up with this "thing" was confusing for me. For starters, she was born on my first day of pre-K, which was amazing foreshadowing for how she would continue to upstage me. I remember always wanting to be out of the house and away from my family who favored her, so I began spending most of my time at my best friend's house.
Growing up, we were always fighting. Not a day went by that there wasn't arguing matches or total WWE style smackdowns going on. My parents could not understand why we hated each other, and by then I was unsure as well. The fighting was unbearable and it continued into our teenage years where we started slamming doors. She regularly stole my things and ruined them, but my parents never seemed to care.
She was the golden child. My parents did whatever she asked of them without question and it always seemed like she got everything. Being the oldest girl accounted for nothing. I was the chubby awkward child, and she was popular and beautiful with her golden hair and sporty figure. Family parties would always include relatives praising Ally for being so pretty, which only made me hate her more. In the last year she has driven me so insane that I even left for a weekend because it was just too much.
However, in the last few months, a lot has changed. Miss Popularity is now a junior in high school and recently she has been going through troubles with her friends. She has started sending me texts in the mornings during her classes to ask me to talk just because she was feeling a little lonely. I actually started to feel for her and started seeing her more as a real person, and less as an evil creature. She was now this teenage girl who had to deal with the cruel reality of high school. I remember feeling so alone during high school and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I allowed my sister to experience the same thing, no matter what.
Today our relationship still isn't completely fine, but we are getting there. Although sometimes we may want to distance ourselves from family, they always keep us coming back when they need us most. Sibling rivalries happen in almost every family, but I'm glad we were able to end ours.
