The Struggle of Being an Older Sibling.

The Struggles Of Being The Older Sibling

"Hey! Are you busy today?" I'm babysitting.


Siblings can make all the difference in the entire world, regardless of if you're the younger or older sibling.

Let's be real though, being the older sibling really is the struggle. (Apart from being oodles of fun.)

I became an older sibling at the age of eight, and although I was super excited about having a younger brother, I guess my eight-year-old mind couldn't exactly understand what exactly was about to happen to my life and how it was about to change, for both better and worse.

The first thing I learned about being the oldest sibling was that I was the source of dependency for everything, meaning that I basically became a young parent.

That was the first lesson I ever learned about being the oldest sibling. You are now the family's newest, unpaid, babysitter.

At first, it didn't seem like much, but after growing up, babysitting seemed to be more like an annoying chore rather than an actual favor for your family.

However, it's kind of hard to not learn a few tricks while babysitting.

I was about twelve when I learned that having a younger sibling was basically like having a little minion to bid to your will.

It became a small game of cat and mouse, just without the awful deception.

That's when I learned my second lesson about being the oldest sibling: if you continue to use your younger sibling to do your bidding, eventually they'll get tired of it and grow an attitude towards you. Then you'll lose your little minion forever.

At this point, regardless of the arguments my brother and I had in the past, we still loved each other very much. I had grown up with him just like he had with me; he was one of my best friends, and I wanted nothing but the best for him.

That's how the third and final lesson came to be. Younger siblings grow up, and there's nothing you can do about it.

Suddenly they have friends of their own, and your weekly game nights come to an end; hanging out with your siblings seems more like an unnecessary thing rather than something fun like before.

They start to slowly detach themselves from you, and you can't help but hear your heart break a little bit.

Being the oldest sibling isn't just fun and giggles. Sure, a big part of it is, but you learn valuable lessons along the way that you never would've thought you would learn.

The struggles of being the oldest sibling are having to watch someone you love grow up and have you wonder where the time went.

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To The Best Friend That Turned Into A Stranger

We were the type of friends that were so close people would mistake us for sisters. Then we went to college.


When you hear the world soulmate you think of the person you're destined to spend the rest of your life with.

The person you marry, have kids with, and love unconditionally for the rest of your life. For me, I found my soulmate. Not in a boy, but in a best friend.

We were the type of friends that were so close people would mistake us for sisters.

Some even thought my little sister was your twin. We did everything together, and quickly you became apart of my family. I think you spent the last 4 years staying at my house more than your own. Even when I was 10 hours away at college you were still there with my family.

We went through the ups and downs of high school together.

We were there for each other through every heartbreak, trauma, and loss. Even 549 miles away from each other, I knew you would be there anytime I needed you because we always stuck by each others sides.

We even got tattoos together, because we were the type of friends that would never not be in each other's lives. When people saw me, they saw you. If you weren't around, they would ask where you were.

Until everything fell apart, I left college and you went to college.

We didn't see each other as often as we did but we still talked. I could feel you pulling away and I didn't know why. You found a new friend, and i am so happy you did because the last thing I would want, would for you to be alone in college. But you quickly replaced me. You would come home during breaks and spend 1 day with me and the rest with her.

The reasoning why you said you weren't spending time with me was hurtful, and it's not something I'll mention here. But just know it hurts. Asking for you to give me back the key I gave you for my house hurt.

I know you've been through a lot, and even after all the fighting, I reached out to you.

Because I will always care about you and love you like a sister. But you can only try so hard to fight for someone that doesn't want to be in your life anymore.

I hope you find pure happiness, you deserve it. Just know I miss you and I always will. No one prepared me for the pain I would feel when losing my soulmate.

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When You Give A Girl A Sister

She is my built-in best friend from the Lord.


She is my answered prayer, but I began as hers, literally. She prayed for me in the bathtub at the age of 7 years old, and she specifically asked God for a baby sister. A majority of our family thought that I was a boy, but the Lord and Rebekah had other plans. From the beginning, we were meant to be together.

She is 7 years older than me, but the average person cannot tell that by the way we act together. We laugh, scream, and talk a little (maybe a lot) too loud. She holds the key to my heart.

Today, we were on the phone and I cried to her. I did not cry tears of sadness, but of pure joy. I cried because we were talking about all of our plans for the weekend and a possible hike on Monday after my first final. It is conversations like those that remind me of where I came from and why I never want to forget my roots.

I grew up in a very close family, and my sister and I are the epitome of close. She knows exactly when to call me or just come over to cheer me up. She is the first person I call when anything happens, whether it is good or bad. She is my true bestie.

We no longer live in the same house as each other, but distance makes these hearts grow fonder. Each time we get to see each other is like the first time, but it always gets better.

We normally don't go a long time without each other, but if I'm being honest, sometimes it feels like FOREVER. We may grow up, move, get married, have nieces and nephews for each other, but we will always be sisters first (this is a reference to a book that she gave me a while back as a Christmas gift about our favorite set of sister).

Rebekah, I love you more than you could ever know. You have gotten married and left the nest, but my love for you as my sister will never leave, but instead, it will always grow. I cannot wait to see you soon (probably tomorrow, actually).

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