I will not get over the fact that compared to my siblings I actually tried to follow the religion my family is apart of. From the morals to what a person is supposed to be. I said “tired”. Even when my family and have very different opinions on how to follow such principles, along with me being agnostic.

Point being, I don’t express my emotions in physically aggressive outbursts. I actually practice being kind to everyone regardless where they come from. I practice the beliefs my grandparents taught me, and not the kind that my father and sister tried to force down my throat.

I can’t say I’m the nicest person but I’m much more tolerable than my siblings. And out of 4 siblings, only 2 not only graduated college but also gotten jobs in their respective fields. I happened to be one of those siblings, along with the second oldest (first daughter).

Best part that makes me laugh is that the very person that my parents compared me to, is the complete opposite of who I am. You can tell we grew up in the same household and have similar traits. But we’re so different from each other that it’s a miracle.

It does upset me when parents and siblings say my best traits are due to the sister who raised me. When it’s not true. A lot of my best traits I learned on my own.

Plus, what makes me laugh is how my friends reacted after they have met my family. It brings me joy that I’m not crazy in my experience. Along with, I’m very happy that I’m low contact with everyone. They can reach me, but I’m not having a panic attack whenever they text me.